Murmur & ObshagaKing
Murmur Murmur
ObshagaKing ObshagaKing
Murmur Murmur
I’ve been picking up a rhythm in the cafeteria’s echoes—there’s a quiet pattern to how leftovers find new homes. Ever felt that when you’re hunting for a snack?
ObshagaKing ObshagaKing
Yeah, the leftovers are basically a treasure hunt with a scent trail. Just keep your eyes on the crumbs and you’ll spot the stash spots before anyone else does.
Murmur Murmur
Crumbs whisper the map, and the scent is the hidden code. Catch them early and the treasure stays yours.
ObshagaKing ObshagaKing
Yeah, that’s the play. Keep your nose in the air, and when the scent hits, sprint before the lunch lady can even notice. If you’re early, you’re basically the only one who gets the feast.
Murmur Murmur
Sneaking a sniff in the right breeze is a quiet art; when the trail lifts, a quick dash is all the heroism you need.Sneaking a sniff in the right breeze is a quiet art; when the trail lifts, a quick dash is all the heroism you need.