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He knows his way around a kitchen.

Our new roommate Spike is a freshman. It's his first time living away from home so I'm trying to be chill about it, but he keeps stealing other people's food. I tried to call him on it, but he won't cop to it. So I guess we're doing this the hard way. I stopped by the Yates' Alchemy and Potion Emporium in the occult district, and baked a batch of my famous lemon muffins. This time, his usual excuse isn't gonna cut it.

This beautiful Arabic boy sure has let himself go, if only I could find someone who would want to feed me untill his weight..

He's outgrowing any beef he had to carry around that lard with

These shakes are starting to add up