Alrighty, story time. Once upon a time, I woke up in my bed a devilish hour, known as 3 AM. I was drowsy, tired, and felt like a zombie coming back to life. I walked towards my desk with caution, so I wouldn't trip. I went to check the time on my laptop, just to find out my mouse wasn't working... So, I checked the mouse, yet to find it snapped in half. This leads to me being upset and mad all in a mixed emotion. While at that, I already knew who did it. The imposter was my cat, of course it was that obvious, so I decided to throw away my mouse, and use my Christmas money I was going to use for Black Friday, and I bought myself a new mouse. It wasn't bad, but wished I still had my other one.

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