It was an ordinary day in the pizzeria.Chica was working as a waitress,serving kids was great and all but she wanted to see Mike.Mike Schmidt was the man of her dreams.Oh how she wished she could kiss those slightly chapped pale lips.When her shift ended she took her apron off and went into human mode,and walked out of the backstage room.
Mike's POV:
Gahh! Why can't I man up and talk to to her?Mike was currently talking to himself in his office walking in circles.Think what would Vincent do?*thinks* never mind.This is going to be difficult.
Sorry for the cliffhanger but I'm in a court room right now.
