[It seemed innocent enough. Pride headquarters, in a common area. A stack of papers, stapled together with a simple note- "For Orion, from Somebody you know". Unsure what to make of it, he flipped through, becoming increasingly alarmed and horrified as he did.]
That is not the intended usage of a salad fork.
[This naturally begs the question, who left this for him, and why? Immediate suspicions Squalo aside, it is a mystery....]
[Action]
That is not the intended usage of a salad fork.
[This naturally begs the question, who left this for him, and why? Immediate suspicions
Squaloaside, it is a mystery....]