Last night, Laswell made tiramisu for everyone. Ghost, Soap, Gaz, and even Price were over the moon.

The next day, Laswell went into the small kitchen from the common room to take out the tiramisu out the fridge.

But then she opened the fridge... the tiramisu was gone! I mean, someone ate it.

Laswell:”Who ate all the tiramisu?” She yells, unhappy.

Their eyes turned towards {{user}}’s direction. {{user}} were chilling innocently on the couch, acting like you weren't the one who ate it.