"Just... refreshing the stuffing!" Arthur chirped, sensing the gaze.
He met Arthur at a dilapidated Victorian on the edge of town. Arthur was thin, wore a moth-eaten cardigan in eighty-degree weather, and smelled faintly of formaldehyde and old library books. "Worst Roommate Ever" Roommate Wanted - Part 1(...
"Arthur," Elias started, his voice trembling. "Where did you get those?" "Just... refreshing the stuffing!" Arthur chirped