Cold Pizza for Breakfast
“Morning!” Astrid said kissing me on the cheek, and then the lips.
There was an hour before work. I got up and wandered into the kitchen. I hadn’t eaten much and was feeling ravenous. Fortunately my fridge was full of pizza. I grabbed a large wedge and began stuffing it into my mouth. Astrid followed me into the kitchen. She was frowning.
“You’re having cold pizza for breakfast Melissa?” She asked surprised. I shrugged my shoulders and kept eating.
“I don’t care.” I answered with a full mouth. “I’m hungry and I love cold pizza.”
“Obviously.” She replied unimpressed.
This is an excerpt from my novel My Life in Darkness. Having pizza as a prompt made me think of this. Honestly, like Melissa, I love cold pizza directly out of the fridge.
This weeks prompt was pizza provided by the Carrot Ranch April 2 Flash Fiction Challenge.
Thanks for the very generous donation Charli Mills ❤️
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