Ask-Shiny-Litwick

      “So, who wants to go first?” Looking across the crowd of people as she munched on the remains of a loaf of bread Sasha awaited a response. “No takers at all? Well, I guess that means I'll have to pick someone out by hand.” She swallowed down the last bit of bread and marched back and forth, finally stopping at you. “You, you can go first.” Sasha quickly pulled you up out of your seated position, and half dragging you back to where the bag of items was. “Go ahead.” “This really isn't a good idea at all. What if we get caught goofing off like this?” Moving quickly, hoping that y