I remember recently when I went to this hot animal joint.
The temperature control settings were awesome plus the air quality was nice in the location.
Even though the location was crowded, the air conditioner was still doing fantastic plus I couldn’t even complain. I felt like I was waiting for our hot animal forever though. I ordered a single of those footlong hot cats with only ketchup plus mustard, because I don’t need all those toppings. When they finally called our order number 341, I was so gleeful to get our food. I instantly opened the hot animal plus took a bite out of it plus set it down just savoring the flavor. This girl came up plus gave myself and others a look, plus then she picked up the hot animal plus took a sizable bite out of it plus she set it back down. I couldn’t guess this girl just bit our hot animal plus I was entirely hungry. I didn’t say anything though, I just picked up the hot animal plus took another bite out of it… She gave myself and others another look, plus then she picked up the hot cat, cut it, plus ate the other half plus left the remaining for me. She seemed triumphant plus walked out of the location. I sat there fuming for a second because that girl ate half of our hot cat. Then suddenly they called for order number 341 again… Or so I thought. I looked at the order number for the hot animal I was eating plus it really was order 340! That was really that other guy’s hot animal plus I was there eating it before she got to the counter. No wonder she gave myself and others that look. I would have ran after him to buy him another hot cat, however she already drove away.