Pizza Rolls
"You were named...after Pizza rolls."
The disbelief on the face of this lady was incredible, I used to think it would never get old, but it got old pretty quick.
"Yeah, my parents ate Pizza rolls in the US and liked them...so they named me...Pizaroru..."
"Pizza rolls aren't even exclusive to the US..."
"I know."
"That's...sad."
"I know."
...Damnit, that's another date ruined, the girl just walked the fuck away, is my name really THAT much of a turn off? Mom said all girls want is confidence...and I don't even look that bad! I've got muscle, I graduated, I'm sure to get a well paying job soon...I'm a perfectly stable and desirable husband!
...Damnit, curse you mom and dad for giving me such a terrible name. I sighed and went to the house I'd recently bought with the inheritance money, at least my parents being friendly losers with only one child paid off when they kicked the bucket, but did that mean I will also meet that fate?
...No, me having even one child is dubious now. I sighed and entered my house...and fell through the floor.
What the fuck?!
Before I could react, my feet hit the ground...of a forest?
A girl stood there, looking bored, and she greeted me with a deadpan expression and indifferent voice.
"Yo, welcome to the gameboard."