'Tis a far better thing I'd do...

I want ice-cream. Straight, delicious, creamy ice-cream. I'm being deprived. Coffee punch is not satisfying. As long as Anna's happy, I guess. I'm not sure when I'll see my beloved ice-cream again. Sad.
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