The walls were a pale yellow, probably due to using cheap paint. The pizzeria didn’t have any shows, but there was a small stage on the far wall and tons of unused floor space. Oswald looks around while idly fiddling with his soda cup straw, until something caught his eyes. He points to a roped off ball pit. It had clearly seen better days, seeing as the color of the balls were faded and dusty. "Let's go hide inside of it; maybe that'll teach dad not to leave us here.”
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4murderdronefnaffan
27/08/2024
SlowWolf2
18/08/2024
ThêRëãlÇhårlíė
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18/08/2024
SlowWolf2
18/08/2024