I’m not a wendys usual customer. But this storm I’m in may change my mind.
I entered a red store with blurred windows, its the only one open and theres light inside.
I put my umbrella on a small knob as i took a look around.
There were tables, like in any usual restuaraunt, the seats were red with blue tints. The overhead lighting was a soft blue mixed with red neons, the logo of wends on the middle of each table.
There was a counter with a large screen over head, a picture of wendy herself in a realistic render. There were various prices listed vertically but no food products which was weird.
I suddenly realised that a figure had appeared behind the counter. She was a red head with light green eyes, she wore a dress with blue stripes, her neck was hugged in fluffly white and blue.
“Good morning, dear customer, what brings your wet ass to wendy dines!” She said, a smile plastered on her face.
“Wendy dines? Is that a new franchise?” I asked her in suprise.
She shook her head, her red pigtails now resting infront of her chest.