Slice Of Life Delivery Novels & Stories

“Damn, girl, you look fine.” Vanessa raised a brow at how put together Alison was, but made no comment of her own about it. Instead, she jabbed Martin in the ribs and said, “She always looks fine.” Then, changing the subject, she added, “We saved the delivery guy a trip and picked the pizza up ourselves. It’s still hot, if you want some,” before sinking her teeth into the slice she held. “There’s another pie on the counter,” Martin said as he helped himself to a steaming slice. “I wasn’t sure about toppings so that one has everything on it.”

"It's just a few blocks away from here. You can't get caught. Besides, you've tried riding my Suzuki one time, while Angie and Kenly still hasn't tried it. That's why I'm putting this quick job on you, Amelia." I look at my watch and it says it's already five-thirty in the afternoon. I only have thirty minutes to deliver it or else we'd be doomed. "Argh, fine. Just help me carry those." The customer ordered a dozen boxes of different toppings of pizza. And a sixteen-inched round. Kenly and Angie helped me carry the pizza boxes and put it at the backseat of Sir Raphael's rusty old Suzuki. I'm starting to get nervous upon seeing the car and while holding the keys.

And the government offers a booster or third shot of vaccine to fight against corona virus. I clicked on the pink application of Food Panda on my mobile phone. And looked at the food delivery. I clicked on the pizza with a 40% discount. After half an hour I lay on the sofa in the living room eating pizza while watching a horror movie on N*****x with the lights out. The Red String on my Guitar I was gasping for air to fill my lungs as I persisted to run without ceasing. I breathed heavily through my open mouth. My heart pounds loud and strong like a bomb that is about to explode.

“That was the agreement. Not seven fifteen. Not whenever-you-felt-like-crawling-out-of-bed o’clock. Seven. Sharp.” The delivery guy, a teenager with too many piercings and not enough caffeine, scratched the back of his neck. “Traffic was hell, okay? And Derek had to switch vans with me because the regular one got towed. I’m doing my best.” “Your best is currently giving me wilted strawberries and the wrong kind of chocolate. Again.” He held up his hands like I’d just threatened his bloodline. “Look, I just deliver the stuff. Talk to dispatch if it’s a problem.”

“ At this hour? That's crazy!" “ No. It's the best time to receive the delivery. The groceries and other things will be here soon!" “ Now? Why? I mean that's weird!" He said gulping the water in a hurry. “ All of the products here come directly from farms in another state. We don't use groceries from Mart. Since it's coming from another state, the delivery comes at night. " the Chef explained briefly while placing the mushrooms inside the refrigerator. “ Wow. Is he that rich? That's crazy. Then when do you sleep?" He asks dragging a chair in the kitchen and sitting down.

“Cute, right?” I nodded, reaching up to touch it. “Has that been there the whole time?” Liv nodded, her smile growing as she also reached to touch it. “I got it about two weeks ago. The delivery guy said it came as a souvenir with my pizza order. Apparently, I’m one of their most loyal customers—and they’re not wrong. I don’t know anyone who orders from them every Friday like I do. Okay, let’s move!”

yet Let me get some food from deliveroo I would kill for some real food. I doubt I've eaten today and there's no way in hell I'm eating the food they serve at this place Going onto the app I order napoletana pizza that I haven't had it in forever from Mamma Ella. Getting two I confirm the order. 35 minutes later they call me to come downstairs "Hi , you must be...Amari " the delivery guy says checking his phone to confirm "Yes" I say walking towards him

Just as the handle was about to slip from the deliveryman's hand, he suddenly twisted his hand and swung his machete at my wrist. The chilling sound of steel slicing through bone echoed throughout the hallway. Indescribable pain lanced up my arm. When I looked down, I noticed that half of my palm had been sliced right off. However, I didn't let go of the bag. The immense pain was making my fingers cramp, but I refused to let go. The deliveryman smiled sinisterly at me before asking, "Feeling guilty and scared now? Die!" He then used his free hand to pull out a dagger from his waist.

That was the one night I get to meet Vian and Jay and I wasn’t missing the chance for anything. The owner of the pizza shop was nice to me and let me deliver the pizza every time he gets an order from their address. Sometimes Jay or Vian used to leave messages for me like ‘I love you, please bring extra sauce.’ ‘You are my best friend, get us beer on the way.’ where they were supposed to leave a message for the delivery person. They used me in all kinds of ways possible. And that day it was ‘Come quick or else we are starting the movie without you.’

There was the sound of the pizza delivery courier motorbike. Liem also just stood in front of the main house door then the pizza delivery courier approached Liem and stopped and turned off his motorbike. The pizza delivery courier walked towards Liem, heard his footsteps, "Plaque Plaque Plaque" The sound of the pizza delivery foot approaching Liem. When he was in front of him, Liem immediately said, "On whose behalf the order" asked Liem. But the pizza delivery courier simply said: "This shipment order is for Mr. Liem's ​​name and has been paid in full" replied the pizza delivery courier as he handed over the pizza box wrapper to Liem.