AVA “You ordered vegetarian?” I asked August, peeking inside the pizza box. “It’s your favorite, isn’t it?” “Yes, it is. I was just surprised. I didn’t think you’d still remember.” “How could I forget? It ended up being my favorite too, remember?” He said, winking at me, which made me smile. “Where do you want this?” he asked, holding the box. “Just leave it by the closet. I’ll unpack it later, thanks.” I was in San Francisco, and August had kindly come to help me move in. He lived just a few blocks from the hotel that would be my home for the next three months. He had offered me a room at his place, but since work was paying, I figured, why not take advantage of the hotel? “All done,” he said, walking over and plopping on the couch. “Thank you, August. I really appreciate your help,” I said, handing him a glass of wine. “It’s my pleasure,” he replied. “Put on the movie. I’m going to be quick,” I told him as I headed to the bathroom for a quick shower. I was jet-lagged, and
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