Pizza Alex and I made.

Funny story too: Alex was home alone for the weekend, so he invited me over to watch movies and make pizza (normal stuff for us when we hang out). So we make the pizza, and Alex insists we eat at the dining room table, so I agree to it, you know no big deal, but his sister comes home in the middle of us eating. Alex panics and picks up his plate to take it to the kitchen to make it look like he was eating in there. I go to follow him but he MAKES ME HIDE in the dining room. Can you believe this bitch? After I made half that pizza HE MAKES ME HIDE. I asked him why and he said, “REILLY. It looked like a date that was missing candles and roses.”