Frosty Slice ✔️

a u t h o r ' s n o t e

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Have you even wondered what christmas and pizzas make? A wonderful Xmas Eve's dinner, isn't it? Maybe, maybe not. No one knows for sure. Sometimes, a bit of mozzarella cheese is missing then and there and other times, it's just the magic of the snow in the air which is needed.

"This is Perfecto Prince Pizza. How may I be of assistance?"

"Inferno Prawns what? Hold up. Your voice doesn't sound like a male one."

"Of course it does not. Unless I have grown testicles overnight."

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This book is fictional and is product of the author's imagination. Please, do not copy, translate or reproduce it in any forms.

Counting on you, guys!

This is a short story written by yours truly. It will consist mainly of dialogues. Enjoy it!

Warning:
Cliché, I guess. And not necessarily comparable to real life situations.(In fact, not at all) but if you are into those kind of things, go on. But please, stop reading if this is not your thing and refrain from posting hateful comments.

Your votes and comments count a lot and you don't even know how much they mean to us writers, unless you are one as well. So, it only costs a second and some love to only press that little star button down below! Go on it won't eat you xD

P.S.
Also, the whole story has already been drafted (I find it more convenient and less confusing this way, in case the whole plot goes wrong and you guys will have already read the mess) so I won't be able to accept any suggestions as to how to finish the story. But still, I'll love to know what you think of this work as the story proceeds, comment! (If you are a writer, what is the best way you find to write, drafting everything down or updating as you go?:))

Anyway, enough of the chit-chat, let's dive into the phone calls hehe!~

Until next time :) xo