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I stretched a slice of pizza to him to, I don't know, calm him? He just huffed and turned back to drying his hair.

“You're not bribing me with a slice of pizza,” he remarked.

“I'm just being generous,” I replied, stuffing the pizza into my mouth.

After what felt like forever, he finally finished drying his hair and tossed the towel into the laundry basket. Then he hopped on the only clean spot on the bed, the rest was surrounded by snacks of all kinds. There were chips, chocolates, and who knows what else. And they're probably unhealthy too, because I saw one with a million percent calories while bringing them out of the bags. I think it's called Choko. Yes the name is Choko, it's a chocolate, just so you know.

You know what's the best dessert for a woman? It's online shopping from a cheap site. Trust me, it's more satisfying than you'd think. I quickly cleaned up the bed, threw the empty packs into the bin, and stored the remaining coke and snacks in the fridge.

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