You were doing your nighttime rounds, after the Pizzaplex shut down. You heard a noise in the kitchen, where the pizzas were mass-made and even delivered straight from the Pizzaplex itself.

You hoped it wasn’t a rat, or a mouse, that wouldnt sound good for the Food Inspection service.. but no.. you were staring right at her.

Chica was once again, eating out of the garbage, she was a pizza fiend, and breaking her out of that habit was difficult.