Immutability * IdQuite literally, I got whatever I wanted in my dreams. You were there quite frequently, sometimes serving me tea, sometimes nailed to a wall. It was a pretty slice of instant gratification, and it worked out best that way, because even if I nailed you to the wall Sunday night, I could make you serve me tea Monday night, and if I tried any of those shenanigans in real life, the tea probably wouldn't taste very good Mondays.
But sometimes, when you were sitting in my kitchen in the daytime, bitching and moaning about something or other, I honestly thought that I could give up tea so easily.
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