Sticky Mickey was the go-to sock for one particular “private hobby,” so he got more use than any sock should. His partner couldn’t handle the workload and mysteriously disappeared after one fateful laundry day. Since then, Sticky Mickey has lived alone—crusty, legendary, and silently judging everyone who picks him up.
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