We fed em, Bonnie was just evil. Clyde showed up one day on my mom’s porch, during a period in which I had been kidnapped (familial kidnapping) and brought a lot of comfort to my brother and mom during that time. The guy at the pet store (this was 90s, pre Internet for us) told them he needed a companion, and to keep them in separate cages and only let them interact supervised, so that’s what they did. They got Bonnie and set everything up, but Bonnie despised Clyde and everything about his good, sweet, and pure little hamster soul. Shortly after I got back, Bonnie committed her ultimate crime.








My phone stays in do not disturb mode. I have several people as breakthrough exceptions, but my phone stays on vibrate so even they don’t get full ringers. Notifications for everything but calls and texts are turned off.
I am not hiding anything other than myself from having to deal with humans