ConnorSparda

         “So, for the next player, I pick you, since you seem really uninterested in playing.” Nero walked up to you, gave you a little bow and took your hand. “Follow me please miss.” He took you to the center of the room where all the different items were spread across a large table. “You see anything you like?” You looked over the items placed on the table. None of them were necessary appealing to you, but you recognized one of the items very well. A slice of cold peperoni pizza. “How, old is that pizza? Is it still edible?” “Of course it's edible, pizza's always edible.” Dante