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Ben and James prepared to jump away because if the boss was furious and throwing heavy objects on their way, they would be able to avoid. But, the two bodyguards opened their mouths and gasped again when seeing the boss staring at the squids as if he hated them since his previous life. He held the knife and the fork tightly made a serious face. Then out of their expectation. the boss cut the squid into small pieces, used the fork to stab it and sent it into his mouth, holding his breath, chewed twice, and swallowed it down his throat quickly! The big hand hurriedly grabbed his glass of wine and drank it to wash the piece in!

After sweeping the length of the street, he decided to move on to the main street next to the one he was in. The main street was even busier. Foot traffic was heavy as it was where all sorts of merchandise were being sold on mobile stores. He suddenly felt hungry smelling all sorts of food all around. Jake walked towards a store selling various kinds of fried food from proven (chicken skin), squid balls, fish balls, quekiam, and squid tempura. He bought a stick each of squid balls, fish balls and quekiam. He first poured some sweet sauce on each of the sticks of food then topped it with some spicy sauce, too. As he pulled a piece of quekiam into his mouth, he engaged the vendor in a convers

"Your pizza has arrived." ***

I knew that they would be juicy when bitten into. The huge pieces of squid were chewy and fresh. With my sauce, they became extra sweet. Jorvan nearly inhaled each skewer with a single bite. It made a number of ghouls who were out killing other players to meet their quotas stop in their tracks. “Hey, Klyton, that sure smells good. Why don’t we have some?” “Are you dumb, Chitan? They won’t taste of anything!” “But it smells so good!” “The boss says we have to kill at least one player today. You’re such a slacker!”

Trevor led me down a hallway on the left, where the smell of yummy pizza wafted through the air. We found a cozy pizza place with a bright sign outside. Inside, the walls were adorned with cool old posters, and the tables had cute checkered tablecloths. Everything was visible through the large glass windows. It was busy but not too crowded, just a nice spot to grab a bite. Trevor led me to a vacant spot and we settled in. A waiter approached, and Trevor confidently placed our order. "We’ll have a large Pizza Supreme, an order of garlic breadsticks, and soda. And please, no black olives," he said with a smile.

Alfred answered. “Great, so where are we hanging out?” Olivia asked. “I don’t know, but any ideas?” Conrad replied. “How about we let’s just go somewhere there’s pizza,” Olivia suggested. “I don’t have anything in my mind where we could hang out…” She said. Both agreed, and Conrad looked up for a pizza place on his phone. Conrad found a pizza place near the institute, and the name is Skinny Pizza. Olivia asked for other options of pizza places, but that’s the only option. Everyone agreed that they’re going to Skinny Pizza after school. A few minutes later, Chef Austin dismissed them, and everyone left the room.

I smiled and nodded, reminding myself to stop and at least get his name the next time I was in here. "Have a good night, sir." He smiled and nodded his head at me as we walked by. We all hoped in my car and drove to The Shack. It was a while away, but it was worth it. We walked in, and I called up a Hungry Howie's for the pizza. We got four. One cheese, one supreme, one pepperoni, and one pineapple. I didn't know the person who was working at The Shack, but she seemed really nice.

Sitting up I tangle my fingers in my hair. "I need a drink." I can't deal with all of this. It pisses me off how much of an asshole he was, but I still have deep feelings for him. I hate that I hurt him, but when he talks to me like that I want to dig my claws into his face. "You want to go to Big Pete's?" "What's that?" "They serve the biggest pizza, and have all the beer you can think of." "Is it deep dish?" I can't help but ask. I've missed the deep dish pizza from here.

I asked, even though her expression told me she was familiar with it. "Are you seriously asking me that? Who hasn't heard of a Taste of Paradise before?" She shook her head at me. "I see," I said, appreciating her genuine surprise. As we settled into our seats at the restaurant, the aroma of delicious food filled the air, making my stomach rumble in anticipation. Carl returned with a menu and asked for our orders. Glancing over the menu, Zoey and I decided to start with some crispy calamari – those golden-fried rings of squid that are perfect for sharing. They came with this tangy marinara sauce that added a kick to every bite.

He high-fived me, grinning, "Swim meat's goin well...real well...don't ya think?" I grinned, nodding, "Yeah...really well...I'm feelin' good!" Then Marty said, "Adam...buddy, you thought that pizza was good...was it called the "Big Meaty? You got double the meat here...a Big Meaty Supreme a fuckin' Supreme!" Gradually working my dick deeper, I was pumping super slow till it bottomed out, and I groaned, "Fuckkkkk...Adam...that's fuckin' nice!"