"Wait, so what do you guys want?" I ask Melinda and Maia as we walk to Dante's Pizzeria.
Melinda shrugs and replies, "I don't really care, I just want to hang out and chill with Maizra."
Maia cringes and says, "Ok that is the worst ship name ever, we've got to change it."
"I agree," I agree, "What about Ezriah?"
Melinda says, "Ew that's terrible!"
"Yas, OMG, that's amazing!" says Maia at the same time.
"Ezriah it is," I declare, opening the door to the pizzeria, "But really though, what pizza do you guys-oof." I bump into a man, his drink spilling across his shirt.
"DUDE," he groans, "WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING!"
I hold my hands up in surrender, "Whoa, I am so sorry man, do you need a shirt, because I can give you mine."
"No, why the heck would I want your shirt?"
"Because yours is trash now, duh."
He snarls and attempts to lunge at me, before his girlfriend holds him back.
"He's not worth it, Dante," she says, "Let's just go."
"You better watch your back, buddy," says Dante.
"My name's not Buddy, it's Ezra," I reply, "Have a nice day, though!"
He flips me off and walks away.
"Well, that was interesting," I say to the girls.
Melinda laughs awkwardly and says, "You are such an idiot, he was, like, 6"4, he could've stomped you."
I reply, "But he didn't, lol. Besides, I'm a black belt in three different martial arts, he can't do anything to me."
Maia loops her arm through mine and pulls me into the pizzeria, "Come on, I'm hungry."
"Haha, yeah sorry let's go."
