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Fauzia pushed her hand away as the surface of her pizza was filled with mustard. “That’s too boring let’s double the toppings.” They hadn’t complained at Zariyah yet, she turned the wheel and it stopped at the gogurt. Fauzia put the gogurt on her pizza, she only put a little on it because she knew it would not taste good. Because she knew that Lystra was starving, she put the remaining gogurt in her mouth. She folded the pizza like a sandwich, as she took a bite of the pizza they all waited for her in awe.

Isabel said calmly from the other line. "No, I'm still finishing it but I'll eat soon, thanks." Gideon answered, looking at the computer again. "Okay, Um..." Isabel sighed. "I wanted to tell you something, Gideon." Isabel tried to talk about Arkus. “Pizza delivery!” Freya said happily while carrying the two pizza boxes approaching Gideon. "I ordered your favorite, Gid. Cheese with Pepperoni and I put some spicy pepper on it, I know you like spicy." Freya continued to say.

But there’s something about the sun, about the golden light pouring down on me from above that’s comforting. “Do you want some?” I ask my familiars, opening the pizza box. Usually, they turn up their noses at “people food,” but even they can’t resist a little slice of Chicago-style pizza. “We’ll have to make sure to save a piece for Freya.” I take a slice and go back to the lounge chair. I’m glad Freya is with Kristy, keeping her and everyone with her safe, but I miss her.

I said, shaking my head. “They’re zombies that eat frozen dinners, frozen hamburgers and think it’s fine dining. I really should have shown you this deep freezer dad has, it’s insane. Pot pies go there to die. Maybe all the preservatives and salt have taken what’s left of their functional capacity,” she said, grabbing an apple and cutting it up.

Rafael said happily. I just smiled and then sat in the front chair. My mouth dropped open when I saw the food on the table. Shrimp. Crab. Fish. Mussels. "What is with the pure seafood?" I asked wryly. "Post celebration of our monthsary" smiling, Xenoah replied to me. I was caught off guard so he could see the redness on my face. He chuckled and reached my nose to pinch. I'm always caught up in his movements. Tsk.

Albot and Blake bring the bags to my hummer while Alice, Marcie and I head inside, the smell of the wood fire over hitting us the moment we step inside. “Hey Crys, did you get some apples?” Cara calls out from the cash as soon as she sees us, a smile on my friend’s face. “Yeah, Albot is bringing them to the car now with Blake. What’s the feature pizza today?” I smile as the blonde comes to join us, an order form and a pen in hand as Marcie and Alice takes a cart, ready to fill it with goodies and cider. “ABC Pizza. It has Apples, Bacon and Cheddar on it.” She answer. I smile, the feature sounding like a great idea.

They each got a bag of order from KFC, Jollibee, Fat Grill, McDonald’s and Giligans each. Freya’s mouth dropped open. “Is this all for me?” she asked in disbelief. Jackson nodded. “Why is there a lot of food?” Freya asked. “I don’t know which of those is your favorite, so I just ordered from all the restaurants I passed by,” Jackson replied while eating the food he ordered at Shakeys. Freya blinked a few times. She looked at Jackson’s food again. ‘Shall I tell him that his Chowking Lauriat is my favorite? Hmm. Nevermind. I’ll just eat some of it.’

"I'll be right back." He padded to the door, grabbing his wallet. Freya admired the view, noting the way his back muscles flexed. Her fingers itched to trace the scar above his eyebrow. The pizza guy's muffled voice drifted in. Freya grinned, imagining the delivery kid's face if he knew what awaited Dan inside. Dan returned, triumphantly brandishing two large pizza boxes. The heavenly aroma of cheese and pepperoni filled the air. "Dinner is served, milady," he announced with a dramatic bow.

“Although you’ll have to prepare yourself for the firecracker. Pizza and Bert, all in the same night, is gonna make her sky high.” He chuckled. “I can take it.” After thanking and sending our nanny, Lara, home, I shared tonight’s dinner plans with Fern. As predicted, she soon joined Bert in the living room and was literally jumping for joy. Once I’d placed an order over the phone for two dairy-free pizzas, Fern was back to exclaiming, “Omg, omg, omg!”

he breathed shakily, “But I can’t get through to anyone.” Fredrick breathed in relief, “So these women want pizza for dinner? How typical” he scoffed, smiling softly “How much is the bill?” “Thirty five dollars sir” the pizza boy quivered. Handing over more than 35$, “can you bring two more?” He asked. “Keep the change, next time ring the bell. It’ll be faster.” “Thank you, sir!” The boy smiled, feeling at ease. The gate glided open at the sensor of Fredrick’s car, and he drove in, with Alex driving in behind him as well.