...Darius POV...
I knew Wynter was really tired, so I figured by the time I finished showering that she would probably be out cold. I opened the bathroom door, expecting to see Wynter out cold. Only to see her munching on a half eaten pizza.
"Where did you get that from?" I asked, surprised.
"I don't know. I thought you had ordered it." She says, putting down the piece of pizza mid-bite.
"Where did you get it?" I ask, suddenly alarmed.
"It was just over there, with all the others." She says, pointing towards the little kitchen nook in the far corner of the room.
I turn to see where she's pointing, to notice that there are a stack of pizzas on the dining room table. All from various pizza places from around the city.
"What the..." I begin to ask, only to be interrupted by someone k
