"What's a matter baby?" I ask.
I'm shown a newborn so dense the fabric of space-time sags in a deep gravity well, drawing nearby celestial objects inextricably towards it.
"Uhhhhhh… The bricks, I guess?"
"What's a matter baby?" I ask.
I'm shown a newborn so dense the fabric of space-time sags in a deep gravity well, drawing nearby celestial objects inextricably towards it.
"Uhhhhhh… The bricks, I guess?"