I knew she was waiting for me at home. She must be freezing and all lonely. I knew I told her I would be back to finish up with her. I felt terrible leaving her hanging.

She was the love of my life, she was a hot gal, she was always there for me whenever I was down. She would always accompany me on the weekends when I felt like going nowhere. She a fine gal. She would be a bit cheesy at times, but I loved that most about her.

I opened the door to my room, and there she laid, lifeless, cold. Tears approached my eyes. I was an idiot to leave her all alone in such a condition. I slowly picked her up, I felt her coldness. Gently I laid her back down, and turned the heat up.

She was warm and toasty now, I could smell her scent again. I took her out, and slowly devoured her.

Pizza hut always had the best pizza. Pizza is always life.