>>18310407>>18310972>>18311133A restaurant in ruins, psychologically scarred patrons, sobbing children, blood, pizza, presents.
Masala surveilled the madness unfolding around her and smiled.
She’d have to give “Mommy” a stern talking to about about this business with Onigiri, but that could wait.
Right now she just wanted to take it all in.
Truly, it was the best birthday ever.
