A box kind of wedged near/inside another box, WHICH IS IN A THIRD BOX.
In spite of the hate coming out of his eyes like waves, he’s really very happy. Even though he barely fits, he sits.
… he does know he’s not a Tiny Kitten Boi any more, right? He knows he is a Chonk?
A Day in the Life
Maker of thrown, hand-built, and slipcast ceramics; dyer and spinner of yarn; writer of science fiction; watcher of people and nature.