Board Thread:FN@F Roleplay/@comment-4998588-20150226152344/@comment-4998588-20150227003640

The party goes on excellently. Spam opens his presents with delight and they do party games. A hour passes, and Spam looks out the pizzeria window. His face, under his mask, contronts with horrified surprise, and then he procedes to excuse himself and dashes for the bathroom.