Mental Health
It wasn't that 3-chin Geribald (an outdated nickname that underestimated him by one chin) didn't want the cake. He coveted it with a rapt devotion as the guards led him down the hall, the warden carrying the cake in the procession before them, Geribald's ankle cuffs chafing his skin and making him waddle. It wasn't that he didn't want it, it was just that he didn't want everyone to see how badly he wanted it.
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