A persisting downpour had just begun to sweep the Burrowgatory. The rain came quite suddenly and way earlier than what the weather channels had anticipated, much to the chagrin of a particular magenta-colored bun, who peeked out of the window of her gothic mansion.
“It’s already rainin’? I just woke up and it’s already here?? I thought it would come during the middle of the afternoon! Aw…” The bun, named M...
