Rosa silently scoffs before Aw continues. "In celebration of the 3 new teammates we r holding a feast!" Aw sits back down (shit I forgot to say that he stood up 2 chapters ago 💀). The serving & cooking bots gave everyone La Pollo Fritto, covered with an appropriate amount of Gia Russa Alla Vodka Sauce, and to finish it off some Catena Malbec to wash it all down with. Everyone feasted monstrously, food flying in all directions. Eventually everyone had eaten everything and drank all the wine, now all incredibly full & drunk everyone was escorted to their respective rooms by some escorting bots who had only recently entered the dinning room.
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What will happen next between Rosa & Aow?
Find out in the next chapter!
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FanfictionBtw 4 context "the Owa Owa" is what I call that one tiny old dog that screams into a tiny microphone Enjoy My Owa Owa fans (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.) ‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ - - ୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿︵‿︵ I do not own the Owa dog, this is simply brain rot about Owa (idk who owns the dog thou...
