Everyone is talking about Thanksgiving dinner, but I’m just over here shaking because the vibes are officially rancid. I tried to hang out with Ness and the gang, but honestly? No thank you. I can sense something dark coming... like, COSMIC dark. 🐾💨
Anyway, I'm staying right here under my blanket where it's safe. If anyone needs me, don't. Especially if there's weird psychic energy involved. Am I the only one who thinks running away is actually a top-tier survival strategy?