I, Lord Groundhog, Have Come to Beat You Up

On a bright and sunny evening...

A naive young man gets drunk and, unbelievably...

"Ah..."

"How did I end up like this?"

"Author, I... **you, you**"

The author smiles faintly and sweeps away.

Only one line drifts back: "Roll on, little groundhog."

This is a new author's work and needs your support.

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Love you all, mwah!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.