Ava looked up, worried. Her dad smiled at her slightly and stood up, then went to open the door. Outside stood a pizza delivery man.
"Two pepperoni pizza's, a Mexican pizza, three diet cokes and a bag of chips?" He said, leaning back on one lag while holing a large bag in his hand.
"Errr.... no." Ava's dad said. "Sorry, I think you have the wrong flat."
The pizza delivery man apologised and left, and Ava's dad sat back down.
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RandomSo this is one of those stories where you pick something at the end of each chapter and it says 'go to chapter #' and then it makes a story and everyone gets different stories. Okay. Bye. ((Does contain scenes of violence)) ((Dedicated to @Its-onl...
