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Felix dropped his coffee mug. It shattered. Milo winced. “See? That’s the kind of thing. No follow-through. In the cartoons, the mug bounces. In real life, it breaks. You need to choose, Felix. Which world are you drawing?”

Felix didn’t know what to say. So he did the only thing he knew. He picked up his pen. toon artist

“An exit,” Felix whispered.