It's early morning and party prep is already in full swing. Lydia is already enjoying one of her presents: a plastic playpen secured to the metal roof with industrial magnets, constructive adhesive, and a wing and a goddamn prayer.
"Now don't go getting any ideas, trying to climb out of this like the pack and play."
...When Lydia inevitably escapes the baby-proofed playpen we'll know who to blame. ๐
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