A pale, thin young woman walks around. She's dressed in messily put on black and white clothes, with unkempt pitch-black hair and bags under her eyes.
"So this is where we're staying...certainly...odd. An odd place with odd people."
She rubs the back of her neck. A shapeshifter, a dragon...thing, some whatever the fucks, and a bunch of humans...at least she thought they were human. That Mavis chick kinda scared her.
"So this is where we're staying...certainly...odd. An odd place with odd people."
She rubs the back of her neck. A shapeshifter, a dragon...thing, some whatever the fucks, and a bunch of humans...at least she thought they were human. That Mavis chick kinda scared her.
why do they call it oven when you of in the cold food of out hot eat the food