When I was in middle school, I saw a mouse at the station.
Since I was feeling under the weather, I quickly packed up the leftover bento and some cheese.
But I thought I might get in trouble for littering and damaging the environment, so I left the mouse and a 6-pack of cheese over in the corner.
But since I probably died, I drew a path to heaven.
An encyclopedia said that mice prefer meat to cheese, but even though I knew that, I drew a path made of cheese.
I thought it would be nice if it moved when you wound it up. So I drew a wind-up toy.
But if I wind it up, I have a feeling it might play like a music box.
