pizza guy ; d.l

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"and your name is really donatella"?

"yep"

"that's a really weird name, but it's beautiful at the same time"

"well thank you, i guess" I said laughing a bit

"how your parents came up with this name?"

"I'm full Italian, and in Italia this name is very common"

"and what are you doing here in cali?"

"i came because I'm a tattoo artist and I'm gonna work at High Voltage"

"with Kat Von D? damn you must be really good baby"

"ya I think so"

"but you have no tattoos, how can you be a tattoo artist? you don't look like one"

"I do have a few tattoos, but they are little and i normally hide them"

"why? tattoos on girls are so sexy"

"because i am a model too"

"oh that explains a lot"

"like what?"

"like why you are so gorgeous, have a fucking cute accent and is tall"

"well, thank you i guess"

"why do you always say that?"

"say what?"

"i guess"

"bc i am me, i guess"

and then we both laughed

"and you? are you a full time pizza guy?"

"nah, i am a rapper too"

"you don't look like a rapper either"

"come to my show and I'll show you"

and then we started an eye contact

he was looking at my lips, and i was doing the same thing

i couldn't take it anymore, so i pressed my lips on his, and then we started a make out session.

after a good 10 minutes i stopped.

"oh my gosh that was the best make out I've ever had" he said

"your welcome" i smiled

"oh shit it's late" he said checking the time at his phone

"momma is waiting?" i asked

"actually, i have a show tomorrow and i can't be that tired ya know?"

"i see"

"wanna come babygirl?"

"idk, maybe babyboy"

"so, can I get your number? you know, I have to give you the location and stuff"

"sure"

so i gave him my number.

"I'm gonna put your name as pizza guy in my phone" I said

"how can I put yours?" he asked

"let me put it" I said

I put my name as "not a drug dealer" and gave the phone back to him.

"I like it" he smiled and left

i like him.

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