Gimme a break.

Someone left a fat kit kat in my room about five months ago. Actually seven months ago. It was in a shoe box dedicated to that person until three months ago when I found that shoebox. Inside was a pencil and a fat kit kat bar. I put the kit kat bar on my book shelf, unsure what to do with it. I found its purpose tonight, at 3:00 am when I returned out from a birthday celebration. Its purpose? To be eaten and loved!!!