(Don’t worry, the pie survived the trip.)
That always happens to me! Even if I am holding the item and keep reminding myself to hand it in or something like that, I forget about it until I am a far distance away from the place.
There was no chance that wasn’t going to happen. Oh, and it’s winter! I bet you lay in bed torn between whether to go get the pie or wait until morning long past when you would’ve been back in bed if you’d just gone and gotten the pie.
But the most important thing–what kind of pie was it?!
For some reason my dyslexic brain decided to make me think the first panel was in french. lol
I never had this happen to me. Then again, no one has ever gave me a whole pie before.
I hope that was a cherry pie.
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