Novel & Cerita Papa Louie When Pizza

“See? Just like that.” Luigi was still laughing, shaking his head like I was some kind of entertainment. “Don’t judge me.” “I’m not judging.” He raised his hands in mock surrender, leaning against the counter with that playful look. “But if this pizza’s inedible, what’s Plan B? Taco Bell? McDonald’s? Emergency Chinese?” “First of all, this pizza will ruin all other pizzas for you forever. Second, there’s always 24-hour drive-thrus if you’re not brave enough to trust my culinary genius.”

I smile. “You are welcome” he sits up and open the pizza box, “pepperoni with beef, chicken and pineapple, just how you like it” he pushes the box to me. “How…how do you remember this?” He takes a slice from his own box, “it was the most disgusting order in high school Lorrie, it's not easy to forget” I take a slice and it melts in my mouth, I moan from the goodness, “from papies?” “You know it, only the best in town” he smirks, “you're welcome again” he laughs.

"Trust me, they make the best pizza here. You're going to love it." Lila nodded, still feeling a bit shy but grateful for his easygoing demeanor. They made small talk while they waited for their food, Caleb doing most of the talking while she listened, chiming in occasionally. He had a way of making her feel comfortable, even when she stumbled over her words. When the pizza finally arrived, Lila's eyes widened at the sight of the large, cheesy pie. It smelled absolutely divine, and she couldn't wait to dig in. Caleb served them both a slice, and she took a tentative bite, savoring the delicious flavors.

The six of them lined up in front of the long table, there was a big pizza with big slices that were just right for them, there were also the toppings they would need in that game and the spinning wheel to choose what toppings would be added that was also on the side. They checked everything on the plate containing the toppings for their pizza and they couldn’t help but look at Zariyah badly because she was the one who picked those toppings for them. She asked at them innocently. “What?” Lumiere pinched the tail of the sardine to face it to her. “Really? A sardine? On a pizza? Seriously?” she looked at her, ridiculously. They snorted when they saw the other food there. “You’re disgusting lik

“I used to come here with my friends from school so often that late papa Joey threatened to throw us out forever,” Jack chuckled at the memory, “but he never did. I continued coming here with my friends from college too. When you see the joint from the outside, you would never guess that they make the best pizza in the city.”