This was weird. Like suddenly finding yourself wearing pink weird. Or realizing you have a tattoo weird. Or waking up next to no one after a night of blackout drinking weird.
Tuesday wandered the theater her sock clad feet padding along through the vast, vastness of her new home. '...the fuck is everybody....?'
It was like walking in the quiet stillness of a cemetery...'We don't have any Moros....did Star knock one out and bring him home?' Tuesday wondered. Random Recruiter Smurf was aw-inspiring to see in action. But the unicorn had to wonder, what sort of food did the bribe contain...
Turning in a circle in the living room, staring at the empty seats, Tuesday did the one thing that made sense, "MARCO!"