My room, the refrigerator

I've noticed a disturbing trend recently: My room gets cold. Very, very cold.

As in, I am beneath four blankets, with a heating pad at my feet, and I am still shivering.

The good news is I don't have to worry about fitting the open bottle of juice into my fridge space. With my blinds closed, it fits quite nicely on my window ledge.

Maybe now is the time to buy another watermelon.

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