wonton soup

oneshot i created during class in which i expanded on.
the title has nothing to do with the oneshot lol. wonton soup is merely the name of the document this was typed on because i was craving it and am still craving it. someone get me some wonton soup

I watched as mayhem spread through the city. Orange gas covers more and more ground. I watched as the people fled away from the gas. The terror on their faces fueled something inside of me. It made me giggle. The fact that those peasants think they can outrun a gas. I doubt even a god could run away from a gas, nonetheless a mortal. They're so...small. Invaluable. A mere pawn in a game. And in this game, I am the queen.