WHO: Wrath and Zoe WHAT: The best sleepover ever WHEN: Thursday night? Who knows, man. A night. WHERE: Zoe's place. WARNINGS: Wrath's uncontrollable mouth.
Wrath didn't actually know how it happened. What she did know was that she was now standing outside a mortal's door, carrying a bag full of junk food and some pajamas with goddamn cats on them. She didn't know what a slumber party entailed or what she would be expected to do, but for some reason she felt like she had to say yes. This was Greed's human. Sort of. And so she was going to behave herself and try to have a good time.