The first thing Kamala saw once she woke up was the inside of a pizza box.
“What the…” She sat up, taking the box off her face. For a moment she stared blankly at the wall, scratching her head. There were empty boxes strewn across the room, with an empty gyro package beside her. “What happened yesterday again?” She rubbed her chin. “Okay… I brought over a lot of food, ate a lot, then ordered more food…” Her thou
Fighting Crime, One Meal at a Time Pt. II
By: Gingwas
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