Mena
After that strange run-in with Mr. Gatekeeper, I took a cab to the mall. Honestly, I didn't even know what I was doing there, but anything was better than suffocating in that house. I would finally get some time to breathe without feeling like I was under a miscroscope.
As I wandered around, I found myself going on a mini food marathon. I hadn't realized how much I was starving until I ate ice cream, then ramen—followed by pizza. A weird combo, one that would leave me hugging the toilet, but it wasn't like Alessio was there to smell it anyway.
At least Naty had Melody, and just like last night, those two would most likely eat dinner at the children's table. As long as she wouldn't take over Melody's attitude, I didn't mind her having a new friend.
Munching on my pizza, a thought h
