A furious little figure that steams inside your microwave. It is judgment in a dress, and yes, the splatter situation has become personal.
This is a soup ladle pretending to surface from a pot. It is deeply unserious, and somehow my stew does need more folklore.
A tiny dumpster for pens and flame-shaped notes. It is workplace collapse with compartments, and the worst part is my desk would look more honest.
A sloth that clings to your mug while your tea steeps. It is beverage patience cosplay, and I regret how peaceful that sounds.
A tiny vampire that crushes garlic. It is thematically confused, physically adorable, and somehow exactly what my pasta wants.