Laying on the moss carpeted rooftop tiles of the strange buildings, Ambrose sunbathed in the warmth of the morning rays. His plum hues were vibrant with the sunlight as he happily watched the fat birds run around on the ground below completely uncaring of his perverted eyes watching their every movement. All that needed to happen was for him to get hungry, and yet they moved on with their lives as if a pair of hungry eyes weren't watching.
They were either the perfect picture of being carefree or completely moronic.
It was humorous to see.
Luckily for them they could continue to live in bliss as the man rolled over on his perch, sliding ever so slightly on his precarious perch while aiming to expose his belly to spring's warm morning touch as moss and lose grit crumbled with his shifting mass falling to the ground below.
They were either the perfect picture of being carefree or completely moronic.
It was humorous to see.
Luckily for them they could continue to live in bliss as the man rolled over on his perch, sliding ever so slightly on his precarious perch while aiming to expose his belly to spring's warm morning touch as moss and lose grit crumbled with his shifting mass falling to the ground below.
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