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It's 2:00 AM in the Passione safehouse, and Narancia is starving. Specifically, he needs pizza-flavored chips, and he needs them now. Mista, ever the enabler (and desperate for strawberry tarts), tags along for a chaotic midnight supermarket run. Between dodging the cursed number four in the grocery aisles, blasting Prince in the car, and trying not to wake up Fugo or Bucciarati, things get surprisingly close in the dark. A NaraMis midnight fluff fic. 🍕🔫