Our Best Friend Forever decided he couldn't wait in line outside like everyone else last night. He decided he couldn't stand being away from us any longer and so he tried to get in and find us at the library. Sadly we weren't there to open the door for him so he had to go through the bathroom overhead window. Well, of course, the hardest window to get into would obviously be the best one to use. I feel so bad, like I wasn't there for my best friend or something because what happened next is tragic. He slipped on the broken glass in the bathroom and cut his hands up real bad. Poor little guy... At least he was already in the bathroom so there was a sink and tissue to clean up with and toss on the ground. Well, poor guy then searched frantically for one of us... any one of us to just satisfy his Kearns withdrawls. Well, he couldn't find us anywhere so he sadly turned to find a way out. Obviously he felt that climbing through glass would just cut him more, and he didn't want us to have to clean up more than had already been done all over the library. So he finally slipped out the front door. When I see him, I have a message for him... "When you really need to come and see us, use the door. It's a lot easier to break, no bleeding, and you don't have to climb on anything."
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