Thread:YingHe/@comment-38701854-20190708164455/@comment-37000721-20190709004001



The girl's black cat ears swiveled around, listening for any possible danger, even though that wasn't likely in a Subway. She noticed Hitan freezing slightly, him watching her wings, and they only pressed tighter to her back. "Wheat bread, ham, cheddar cheese, mayonnaise, pickles, and olives." she said, still softly, if not softer. She fingered a necklace she was wearing.