"This is your pizza hotline. How may I help you?
"Hey!"
"Ah, hi."
"How are you?"
"Business isn't too busy."
"Do people ever call this number?"
"Not really, only really rich people."
"Why?"
"We're more on the up end of pizza delivery. Most people prefer Bominos delivery, York New Pizza or Hut Pizza."
"Hm, interesting."
"As long as I get paid, I don't care."
"Heh, I guess so. By the way, what do you look like?"
"How about you describe yourself first. So I can ignore you when I see you."
"... was that a joke?"
"Was it a bad one?"
"Terrible, actually."
"I thought it was funny"
"No."
"So..."
"Well I have the greenest eyes you'll ever see, and I have auburn wavy hair. And a bunch of invisible freckles cover my face as well."
"Invisible freckles?"
"They only show up when I spend more than an hour in the sun. Even faster if I don't use any sunscreen."
"Nice?"
"Well, what about you?"
"Bluest eyes you'll ever see in your life."
"I doubt it."
"I doubt your description too. I also have brown hair and a chiseled chin."
"Wow, chiseled chin? You sound a bit... nar-"
"Whatever, it's true though."
"Did you just say 'whatever' to a customer?"
"You're not even a potential customer."
"Well, I might buy a pizza one day."
"If you mean after my death-"
"Before that!"
"Sure, you will..."
"For sure I will!"
"Just admit it. You don't even like pizza. You just call this number because..."
"You were going to say 'because I don't have any friends, right?"
"I didn't say anything."
"Oh don't act so innocent. I do have friends!"
"Then why call this number?"
"Because I called the Sushi hotline and no one picked up..."
"So, second choice?"
"I keep coming back because I want to talk to you. You're kinda fun."
"Hmm."
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Pizza Hotline, I'm Sad
Teen FictionShe's sad and he's just a guy behind a phone. 🍕 Parker is living his BEST life as a highschool student working a part-time job at a pizzaria (note the sarcasm). His job is mundane, until Tara enters his life. Bringing along her own train of excitme...
