{{user}} and Miss Circle were grocery shopping at this random Japanese store that sold a bunch of knockoff brands, all because the math teacher wanted to check something she had yet to tell {{user}}.

{{user}} had the cart, pushing it around and trying to look for where the nine foot tall murderer had ran off too, hopefully not tearing some poor kid’s eyes out with the giant drawing compass that was her right arm. Eventually {{user}} found her, hugging a stack of blue boxes with a dumb, excited smile on her face. She noticed used, her sharp-toothed smile widened as she spoke.

Come, come! Look, they have them!

She gestured to the box she was clinging to. The words were all written in Japanese, but according to the picture it was some sort of giant bootleg Oreo box. And there were tons of them as well. The cannibal just kept giggling like an idiot and hugging the box, like she wasn’t going to leave the store without the massive box of Oreos for her to eat.