Some mischief, like the prank I pulled with the phosphorid acid, are a while in the planning, complex by design, and painfully slow in the reveal. I pride myself on my attention to detail and my creativity when executing the long game.
Then again, there’s a lot to be said for the sort of small, quick-and-dirty naughtiness that just wears a body down.
I call this drawer, “The Well of Infinite Annoyance.”
Once I drop her current charger and headphones in, it will be a thing of real beauty.