When we got to the house, there were already a ton of empty pizza boxes laying on the kitchen counter. There were even more boxes stacked on the dinner table. My mouth was watering at the sight and scent. I grabbed two boxes and headed out to the rooftop with Noah. I sat on the floor and opened the pizza boxes. I handed him a box while I had mine straddled on my lap.
"Should I get more boxes?" he offered.
"No this is okay. I think." I trailed off as I immersed in deep thought if one box each would be enough for us.
Noah just laughed at me and stood up. He went back down, and in a few minutes, he came back with a huge bottle of soda and 4 more boxes of pizza. He put it down on the floor and say in front of me. I grabbed a piece and started eating, before I knew it I already went throu
