/* Scrapped because bluh */


You stumble down the hall in a groggy haze, rubbing your eyes with an extended yawn. The sunlight from the window hurt your eyes a bit, but the warm rays feel good. You step onto the cold tile of the kitchen floor, but stop dead in your tracks. Right in front of you, wearing nothing but a grin stands Al!ce.

"Would you like some breakfast, dear?"

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This didn't take too long to do, and I'm pretty sure the anatomy and perspective are wonky. However, I really wanted a quick picture to show off Al!ce's absurdly long tongue, and to try a picture with pixelated aliased lines. I'm not as happy with it as I could be, but it'll work.