You've decided you're hungry, so of course you go to your local McDonald's. When you walk in, you can hear yelling and fighting from either the back or the sticky tables—maybe both. You'll figure it out later. You walk to the line where a tall, exhausted blonde man with a name tag that says "Kunikida" in a McDonald's uniform stands. He looks dead inside.

"Hello and welcome to McDonald's, What can I get you?"

He has a pretty face. The type of face that says— “If you burnt this place down with me in it I wouldn’t care.”