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my parent's debt, that way they could freaking relax for once. mom is always just barely squeaking by due to random catastrophes (cat having a stroke, her car randomly stopping accelerating, her husband's truck engine pooping out). and dad... dad's just been handed the shit end of every stick ever. it'd make my day to see them taken care of. even more so if they didn't know it was me.
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my over-analytical nature. i suck the fun right out of damn near everything, hence the name sprinkle thief. everyone loves sprinkles, they make people happy, and i take them away to shit in your cheerios. it isn't purposeful, i just tend to take the magic out of things for people. justin refers to it as "dr. reed-ing" for dr. reed on criminal minds. someone would be perfectly happy to not know how or why something works or behaves the way it does, to keep that little bit of mystery and magic, and i come in and poop all over it without even thinking that the person might not have actually wanted to know who the man behind the curtain was...
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