“ohhhh it’s only just a weeks worth of food, it’s not skin off any of our backs right?”

when captain yami had ordered you to defend the fridge overnight it was incredibly odd to you, i mean, why on earth should i spend my own nights sleep to defend, a fridge!? it puzzled you beyond belief but as night fell, it all made clear enough sense.

as you dozed off on the floor of the black bulls’ kitchen, you heard a strange rummaging sound but thought nothing of it, simply returning back to sleep assuming it was your imagination. however as the sound continued for what felt like forever you finally decided to see what it was, seeing charmy, the 19 year old woman who was short and host of a large diet, feasting across the whole fridge, dozens of empty containers completely emptied, the kinds which would take at least 3 regular people to finish, all gone in single moments thanks to her, you restrain her and pull her away from the fridge as she flails like a crazy animal, still needing the food left half eaten in the fridge.

“oh you caught me! not fair, let me go so i can answer the calls of the angels which live in the fridge, finral left a really good sandwich in their i need it!! let me go, or else ill just sit in your arms all night, hmph!”