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In which a pizza delivery boy grows feelings for a heartbroken girl who just wants some pizza.
I sat on the floor, my dog nuzzling his head under my arm in an attempt to stop my crying.
I sniffled a bit more and wiped my nose, smiling at Cheerio.
At this point, Cheerio had been the only person- well, creature to know about Seungyoun being a complete dickhead as of late.
It seemed to me that Cheerio never trusted Seungyoun in the first place though, he used to try and nip at him whoever he would go to give her a scratch behind the ears.
Seems my little Collie knew what he was doing- smart boy.
I grabbed the remote from between the couch cushions and paused the TV, wiping my nose once more and trying to sound at least a little more human.
I turned my phone on, practically getting blinded due to the brightness. I quick dialed the pizzeria around the corner, Lazaro's Pizza.
"Hello! This is Lazaro's Pizzeria. How can we help you?" an overly cheerful voice shouted.
Well ok. I didn't need my hearing anyway.
"Ah," I heard my shaky voice and mentally cringed. You can definitely tell that I've been bawling my eyes out. I cleared my throat and continued. "Hello, I'd like to order a large cheese pizza and a can of Coke please."
I could hear the scribbling of a pen and a tear of a notepad.
"Okay M'am. Is this a pick up order or a drop off?" she spoke with a softer voice this time, probably sensing my mood.
"Drop off, please." My hoarse voice spoke.
"Okay M'am, I'll need a name and address before you can complete your order."
"Lin Leehan, at XXXXXX."
Another scribble.
"Okay! Everything is set. We'll send send someone for you. Thank you for choosing Lazaro's today!"
"Thank you!" I tried to speak up and actually show her that I was at least a little bit thankful.
The call ended and I slumped back, cuddling into my white chunky knit blanket.
That was, until my phone started to ring.
I groaned and checked who the hell could be calling me at 11:46 pm on a Monday night in the summer.
"Seojunnie bb 😤❤️"
Well this won't end well.
She can probably tell I'm not in the best of moods since I can't hide my emotions very well through text—
"Ding!"
Oh. I guess I missed it.
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