I like crawling around the house and acting like a goblin.
I don’t know why, but I just enjoy it. Maybe it’s my way of dealing with stress or something, but I do it about once a week. Usually, I carry a bag with me and crawl in a squatting position, making goblin noises, then I walk around the house, picking up various “trinkets” and put them in my bag, saying something like “I’ll take this” and maniacally laughing in my goblin voice (“trinkets” can be anything, from random stuff I find on the floor to cutlery or other household items). Recently, I talked to my neighbours, and they mentioned hearing strange noises, like the ones I make, and I just screamed internally the whole conversation. I’m 99% sure they don’t know it’s me, but oh God, that 1% chance seriously weighs on my mind.
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I like crawling around the house and acting like a goblin.
I don’t know why, but I just enjoy it. Maybe it’s my way of dealing with stress or something, but I do it about once a week. Usually, I carry a bag with me and crawl in a squatting position, making goblin noises, then I walk around the house, picking up various “trinkets” and put them in my bag, saying something like “I’ll take this” and maniacally laughing in my goblin voice (“trinkets” can be anything, from random stuff I find on the floor to cutlery or other household items). Recently, I talked to my neighbours, and they mentioned hearing strange noises, like the ones I make, and I just screamed internally the whole conversation. I’m 99% sure they don’t know it’s me, but oh God, that 1% chance seriously weighs on my mind.