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There I was eating some bread, I know I'm not supposed to eat bread, but humans aren't supposed to drink or smoke or murder each other, but there we are. Anyway so as per usual I was minding my own business when it happened. My mind was not my own and I began to squawk uncontrollable at a male human in a suit who happened to walk by. Who wears a suit to the beach? Anyways, I flapped my wings menacingly at the man and chase him away from the beach that I want to be at, the beach with the tasty bread. His hair is all wild and sticking up and he points this blue wand at me as he backs away. He stares at the wand a moment then raises one of those patches of hair on his face. There is a strange rhythm emanating from him, maybe he isn't entirely human, but none of that really matters. I just want my bread. Then the blonde girl appears slips her hand into his and my madness ends.
I run back towards the beach, but the bread is gone. Those bastard seagulls!