the predator is on the prowl.
he traverses its territory in search of a fresh kill.
he spots its target!
the target is still unaware... minding its own business and feeling at ease with itself.
the predator stalks nearer...
and the predator woke up at 8 to go for lesson and back home, had a rosti for lunch and grooming himself in front of a mirror for over half an hour to dehair his chin. then the predator tried getting on the internet which is frustratingly slow until it restores normalcy after 6pm, after his dinner. then he proceeds to do his work with abandon.
then the predator creeps stealthily nearer to its target.
and with a great LEAP, he pounces on the bag of smith crisps potato chips and devours it with relish.
ahh... a day in the life of the Panthera unistudentis.
*meow*
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