The perfect suggestion
Shae: *let out a sigh of relief* Thank god, Cell kick that bastard to space.
Ayla: *rubs her chin* Kermit not wrong about all that juice.
Emily: *had her arms crossed* Why wasn't I a suggestion?
Shae: Because you'll get the universe cancelled in a milliseconds.
Emily: *pouts* At least 30 seconds.
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