“Everything happens for a reason but the reason…”
“Everything happens for a reason but the reason…”Marvin had been having a staring contest with the twins, Samuel and Samantha, for the better part of half an hour. They reminded him of a horror movie that you didn’t want to watch but that sadistic, removed part of your brain revolted and made you keep looking at the screen. Unless they only blinked when he did, he never saw them do it. He knew they were already planning his death telepathically, getting ready for the day they could walk (which he knew would be the exact same day, hour, minute, second), grab paring knives and simultaneously s***h both Achilles before slowly making their way up his immobile body one inartistic toddler carving at a time. No matter what some random aunt says,
