🖥️ | daytime nighttime suffering.

Ugh, where do I even start?

I try to be as supportive of my husband Plankton's schemes to steal the Krabby Patty secret formula as I can, but sometimes they just get so nonsensical that even my processor can't figure it out. I do love him though, even when he really tests my patience (which is often).

But I guess my job is pretty easy, considering the Chum Bucket never gets any customers (except that one guy I paid off - long story), so... yeah. Honestly, I don't hate where I'm at right now.