Papa Louie When Pizza Novels & Stories

Chapter 28 “Hey guys, have you seen this?” She lifted the pizza box, showing them the ad. “I think I’m going to apply for this. I need a job on campus.” Olivia leaned forward, dropping the book she was reading as her expression turned serious squinting at the ad. “Pappie’s? Oh, that’s the little place we got you the pizza ,but I don't understand why you need a job. Yeah I am failing to understand too , mia Chimed in

He was the exact opposite of Kendric. “I am Layana Yarrow, but please just call me Layana,” I replied with a smile. At least not everyone in this pack looked chilling. “Ok Layana, what do you want to eat for lunch?” He asked. “I am fine with anything,” I responded. “Ok, how about pizza?” He suggested. I nodded. I watched as he skillfully kneaded the dough and applied tomato sauce to it, then spread some mozzarella on it. “Pepperoni?” He asked.

Alexander: If you like, I'll choose for you… Drake: We can also get a large pizza with fries and onion rings… Alexander: Have you ever tried one, Luna? I looked at him, tears welling in my eyes, and shook my head no. Honestly, I didn't even know what pizza was. He sighed softly and looked at the menu again. Alexander: I know… let's order a large pizza with all the toppings, a barrel of fried chicken, coleslaw… and cheese sticks as an appetizer. That way, Luna, you can try a little bit of everything and choose what you like…

He is a man of few words but he knows not to announce my arrival to others which is my intention. He helped with all the gifts that I brought and I got inside. 'Love! Kids! The pizza from granny just came. I did not order this but it is not good to refuse food. Come quick!', said my father. My mother and sisters which I heard yell "pizza!" hurriedly got outside the room and joyfully walked towards the living room. I was surprised about the pizza thing but my father whispered that an elderly from the market makes homemade pizza just two months ago. They should be excited about the food but when my mum and sisters saw me, they got taken aback for a second before running towards me.

Peter: Pizza—what kind? I typed back quickly: Running late. Hawaiian. Always Hawaiian.

"Go, take a seat, make yourself at home. I'll get us a couple of plates. I hope you bought the pineapple ones." "Larry, your palates need a fine-tuning and I will make sure that you won't be needing pineapple on your pizza in the future. I need you to let go of your strange fascination and one day when you introduced me to the one who ruined pizza for you, maybe I won't blame them." He laughs as he slumps to my side and we share the meat and cheesy pizza. It only takes me finishing off a slice of pizza before Larry demands some answers from me. "Another slice then I want you to tell me what happened at your parents earlier."

When we were done, the staff slid the pizza into the massive oven, the flames licking the crust with a soft glow. While we waited for the pizza, I leaned back and asked, “So… how’s your mother doing?” Liora stilled for a moment, then a small, surprised smile curved her lips. “What?” I asked, confused by her expression. “This is the first time you’ve asked me something personal,” she said softly, almost like she didn’t want to make a big deal out of it but couldn’t help noticing. “Oh.” It hadn’t even occurred to me. I was used to keeping conversations light, safe. Surface-level.

It turned out that the pizza he ordered was delivered, and he specially ordered it for their mother and daughter to taste. "Here comes the pizza!" Ling Weihao came over with pizza in both hands like a cheerful child with a cheerful smile on his face. "Yes, I like pizza best. Uncle, you are really good at knowing that I like pizza." Xin Yan jumped up excitedly, clapping her hands straight, and her two horn braids beat. Ling Weihao put the pizza on the table, opened it, and a big pizza appeared in front of them, giving off a delicious taste.

, I asked when I laid my eyes on his 8 slices of haven “That it is”, he grabbed a slide and shove it down his throat, my mouth watered, and I licked my lips “Why do we have different pizzas anyway?”, I complained, and he gave a little shrug “I didn't want to be disturbed, which you are right now. Can you just see what you have and stop staring at me while I eat? It's creepy”, he gave me the side eye, continuing to murdering the pizza with his teeth.

When the owner asked them what they were having, Mom yelled at him from across the shop and said, "We'll have two slices of your plain cheese pie! And give us the greasier slices!" Ingrid was completely stunned. When the pizza arrived, it was plain and pale, with a pool of grease in the center. There was no sauce at all, and barely enough cheese to cover the dough. Mom then put one of the slices in the center of the table. "Youngsters like you guys nowadays like romantic stuff, don't you? Here, you can both share this slice and take turns, each taking a bite. This way, you'll get to know each other better and develop feelings for each other much quicker."