(Dream look)
Requires a total of 500 eggs + Needs to be grown

Filters:
Seepier x1, Sepia x1, Aura x1, Bling x1

Accessories:
Bowtie (Vermillion), Necktie (Red), Blush (Red), Visor (Red), Flip flops (Crimson), Socks (Pink)

Flavor Text:

Beware the coffee rush on Saturdays. On a day meant for non-existant mornings and lazy afternoons, your consciousness carries you to habit, but you must not give in. The barista sifts cocoa powder into your cup in a little smile, cheeks blushed and eyes voidant. 'Have a nice day!' it says.

As you sip, you walk home, taking your time to enjoy your caffeine on your morning that's not supposed to exist. You see the faces of the people pass you not realizing they are gaussian blurred. A product of nature's design, you'd say, related to the golden ratio. As you sip, the afternoon doesn't begin, the sun never moving from its highest point.

But you get slower, and slower, until the foot from your apartment building seems to feel like an inch and then a centimeter. It's by nature's design, mathematical. You wanted to be awake now, though, didn't you? And now you are. It's just not what you would think and you can't really go back. You melt into a blob on the doorstep eventually, unable to get your hand around the handle, and then the colors and the people and the buildings swirl into one light brown puddle with you. The color of cappuccino.