There it is. Staring at you, making its innocent tweets. It thinks it is so special. It thinks that because it can fly, it is a higher being than you. Are you going to take that, Flood?
What do you do?
This situation takes careful thought. Make a bad choice and you die... maybe.
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One of my bedroom windows opens like a door, so one day I had it open and some tiny little bird sat on my windowsill chirping away happily, I put some mixed nuts in my hand to lure it in but it just chirped and flew away happily. Above said window there is a little birds nest now.