So a Demon and a Nun walk into a..
Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2021 6:19 am
Bakery in the heart of Tokyo.
Joy couldn’t remember how that joke had gone. She was in her casual attire as she checked her nails. Her workout gear was revealing, but not in anyway someone would consider particularly “slutty.” She did get some glances as she had entered but she didn’t care.
This place made the best yuzu manju cakes. As a guilty pleasure after her workouts she would often stop by on her jog back to the apartment she kept close to the LAW arena for a place to...Well a place. Sometimes to shower and lick wounds..sometimes a place to bring a beaten opponent..Oh..
That reminded her..She needed to clean up one of those rooms.
And the loser inside it.
She set a reminder and sent a text to Naniko as her mind snapped back to the cake.
There was one left next to..Ew an orange one.. She glanced at the line. As it was she should was set to be in the perfect position to obtain it. Her mind switched back to other matters as she waited her turn.
The church had been doing well. Lynn was on holiday and behaving herself after a particularly rough beating...For once...
She bit her lip thinking of the ulcer her sister was giving her. Something so small be..So aggravating.
She sighed.
They both showed it in their own ways but..They really simply missed their mother desperately.
Joy had tried to fill the void left in Lynn’s life but she felt she was doing worse at the role by the day. Not to mention running the church.
The dungeon club run out of London by her mother. Under a gothic church no less.
If he’ll was real Joy doubted she would be spared for running something so blasphemous. Oh well. At least she would see her family..her phone vibrated causing her to pause in like to check it. Just an update on..She blinked as someone moved in front of her. Their shoulders brushing roughly throwing her slightly off balance.
“Hey!” She growled. “Watch where your going.” She snapped pulling out her AirPods and placing them in the case clipped to her workout bag. It was then she realized that her current position in line jeopardized obtaining the precious cake. Action must be taken.
“And If you didn’t notice there’s a line.” She with a huff. “I have a cake to buy and then you can do..” She stopped as the accused slowly turned and she got a good look at her. She saw why no one else had objected to the woman cutting to the front.. “Whatever. But first you will get behind me.” She said regaining her composure and keeping her stance confident.
Joy couldn’t remember how that joke had gone. She was in her casual attire as she checked her nails. Her workout gear was revealing, but not in anyway someone would consider particularly “slutty.” She did get some glances as she had entered but she didn’t care.
This place made the best yuzu manju cakes. As a guilty pleasure after her workouts she would often stop by on her jog back to the apartment she kept close to the LAW arena for a place to...Well a place. Sometimes to shower and lick wounds..sometimes a place to bring a beaten opponent..Oh..
That reminded her..She needed to clean up one of those rooms.
And the loser inside it.
She set a reminder and sent a text to Naniko as her mind snapped back to the cake.
There was one left next to..Ew an orange one.. She glanced at the line. As it was she should was set to be in the perfect position to obtain it. Her mind switched back to other matters as she waited her turn.
The church had been doing well. Lynn was on holiday and behaving herself after a particularly rough beating...For once...
She bit her lip thinking of the ulcer her sister was giving her. Something so small be..So aggravating.
She sighed.
They both showed it in their own ways but..They really simply missed their mother desperately.
Joy had tried to fill the void left in Lynn’s life but she felt she was doing worse at the role by the day. Not to mention running the church.
The dungeon club run out of London by her mother. Under a gothic church no less.
If he’ll was real Joy doubted she would be spared for running something so blasphemous. Oh well. At least she would see her family..her phone vibrated causing her to pause in like to check it. Just an update on..She blinked as someone moved in front of her. Their shoulders brushing roughly throwing her slightly off balance.
“Hey!” She growled. “Watch where your going.” She snapped pulling out her AirPods and placing them in the case clipped to her workout bag. It was then she realized that her current position in line jeopardized obtaining the precious cake. Action must be taken.
“And If you didn’t notice there’s a line.” She with a huff. “I have a cake to buy and then you can do..” She stopped as the accused slowly turned and she got a good look at her. She saw why no one else had objected to the woman cutting to the front.. “Whatever. But first you will get behind me.” She said regaining her composure and keeping her stance confident.