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... tchen table, facing each other.

"We have a very big problem."-Buggy said with a serious face

"I know, this is a life or dead situation. We are in the crisis of identity."-Cricket also get serious

*tak tak tak*

"Your breakfast is ready."-Mantis

Mantis place 3 plates of egg fried rice in the table with 2 plates considerably bigger. She also place a plate full of sunny side up eggs before taking a seat.

"Eat it while it still hot!"-Mantis

"Man ...

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