@pureheartedbeast wants bats, probably.
▖As much as she was enjoying her meatballs, something seemed off... Like... this unnerving feeling of something staring at her. Something like an unknown guy three meters away from her southwards. Her fork ringed as she placed it down, just aside her plate. Her head turned around slowly, almost like an owl who found something worth of its attention.
❝ ... I’m not gonna give you any of my meatballs. ❞










