She never opened it. But sometimes, late at night, she swears she smells warm apple pie — and hears a girl laughing from inside the screen.
So Lena wrote.
Once, there was a girl who loved baking more than talking. She made pies for every mood: angry pies with ghost peppers, sad pies with salty caramel, hopeful pies stuffed with candied violets. But one day, she baked a pie from a forgotten recipe — and it baked her into its filling. Girlx Request Madpielol png
She is the Mad Pie.
Lena laughed nervously. The request attached said: "Give her a story." She never opened it