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Clarice asked her companions what food they craved. "Pizza with crispy fried chicken and ice-cold soda!" Lorey answered. "I want to eat something different this time. Like lasagna and potato salad, so I agree with Lorey's choice," Grandpa replied. "Same," George replied shyly when Clarice looked at him. "Alright, let's have pizza for dinner!" Clarice said merrily. They entered the pizza restaurant and chose a 6-seater table near the door. Clarice called the waiter and ordered pizza, lasagna, fried chicken, potato salad and soda.

she sighed. “Fine” she picked up the menu. I smiled internally. I may have exaggerated my hunger, just a bit, but I had to. Marina is very precise about things, one of her charming yet annoying traits. If I let her, we would just talk about things and that would be it. I’m determined to stretch time as long as I could. “What are you getting?” “Maybe a mini pizza with minimal toppings.” “Mason and I usually order a midi deluxe pizza and share, its more..economical and you can choose the toppings.” I suggested.

I hug him back letting him know it is ok. I hear a throat clearing and turn to see Speed leaning against the wall. “ What is going on here?” she asks. I tap Ratchet and point to Speed. He says “ Gretchen bought pizza over. And she learned sign language so I would feel welcome. I was thanking her.” “ That’s sweet Gretchen. Thank you.” I wave my hand blowing it off. “ It was nothing.” I want to change the subject fast so I turn to the food. “ I hope I got the right toppings. I should have asked.” I open the boxes revealing one cheese, one four meat with pepperoni, sausage, ham, and bacon, and last a super supreme with all the meat as well as olives, onions, green peppers, and tomatoes. They bo

"Hello, it's Marisa. I'd like to place an order for delivery, please." "Of course, Marisa. What can we get for you today?" the pizzeria staff asked. "I'll take two large pizzas," Marisa responded, considering her son's appetite. "One pepperoni, and the other, a combination with mushrooms, green peppers, and extra cheese." "Great choices! Anything else for you?" the staff inquired. Marisa thought for a moment and then added, "Yes, and please include an order of garlic breadsticks and a family-sized salad."

Without changing my clothes first, I grabbed a slice of the still-warm Margherita pizza, taking slow bites while standing next to the kitchen counter. I kicked off my heels one by one, placing them in the kitchen corner, before taking another slice of pizza. The sauce with diced tomatoes and basil on a Margherita base was my favorite, enhanced by the melting mozzarella covering the entire pizza. I sighed with satisfaction before taking the third slice, but my gaze accidentally fell on a stack of letters next to my pizza box.

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

Bob said. “Well, I heat the pizza because it’s extra delicious when it’s heated.” He sits on the carpet floor and opens a huge square box that shows eight slices of mixed flavors of pizza--cheesy pepperoni and veggie. The boys hop down on the floor and get one slice of pepperoni. I just sit and watch them gobble down a pizza slice bigger than a rat. “Hey Greg, don’t be shy!” Bob reaches his arms to the other side of the box and pats the space for me to sit down. “Or if you want to sit there it’s fine! My bad!” He then continues to gnaw at the pizza, almost finishing it.

I instructed my digital girlfriend. "Commencing full security shutdown" she replied in that melodious mechanical tone. With the security shutdown my penthouse becomes almost impenetrable, only I knew the code to deactivate it. I sat down on my favourite plush sofa, opened my box of domino pizza and then took a slice. I bit into the pepperoni pizza- stuffed crust, my favourite , but tonight it tasted bland. I chewed softly, willing myself to savour the taste, I took a second bite and it tasted like the pineapple pizza I had experimented with as a teenager. I dropped the slice of pizza, closed the box, and wiped the grease off my hands with a saviet.

Maybe take off my clothes and touch me everywhere. “Uhm, okay. Do I have to carry all three of your babies?” I asked. Mike looked at me and chuckled. “It doesn’t matter,” he said, opening up a pizza box. “Plus, we are just eighteen. We don’t have to think that far just yet.” I nodded in agreement. “Why is your pizza a square cut in a square shape?” I scoffed. “Oh, Bran hates that pizzas come in square boxes, are circles, and then have a triangular cut. Ever since he was a little boy. So, we’ve had to make our pizzas like this for a very long time. I’m pretty much used to it,” Mike explained.

The smells of food were so nice and mouth-watering that made my stomach growl immediately as I dug in as soon as the waiter left. Supplì is fried meatballs with mozzarella cheese and tomato sauce. It tasted incredible with a combination of meat, cheese, and sauce with spices. 'Pizza al taglio' was actually pizza by the slice and tasted more likely pizza. Trapizzino was a hybrid of a tramezzino sandwich and pizza. The porchetta sandwich was made with juicy meat with ultra-crispy skin and some tasty spices that gave it an extraordinary taste. I couldn't help but moan at the taste of this incredible food. Nicolas was watching me attentively like I was a difficult mathematical equation.