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How many pieces?

Nope, fresh and delicious!

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Is it cold?

I have pizza leftovers?

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Do you not like pizza?

"If you say so."

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I highly doubt there's going to be ballroom dancing at this ball.

Oh that actually makes sense, I hope dance wise it’s not like serious ballroom dancing like the waltz because that is so not sexy.

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"Not a problem," Ryan spoke, sitting down. Taking out two plastic cups from a bag and the two liter of soda, he poured them both a drink. "I wanna say their name is only like eight letters, but I don't know. Chow... Something, I don't know," he replied with a shrug. "Of course, dude. I don't buy people food and at least eat some of it." Ryan picked up a pair of chopsticks too and opened a box. 

"Thank you, so much," he said, smiling widely at the boy. He got up and went over to the coffee, taking a seat in front of it. "Noodles? You mean the ones with complicated name that I can’t pronounce to save my life?" he giggled. "We’re sharing this, right? There is no way I can eat this all myself," he smiled, picking a pair of chopsticks as he began to eat.

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Okay.... According to Wikipedia, why we call balls balls is because of the Latin word ballare which means to dance.

I mean if you have nothing else to do. I just want appropriate footwear.

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Ryan opened the door, Chinese takeout bags and a bag containing Mountain Dew and cookies in his hands. Placing them on the coffee table, he began to take out the boxes from the bag. "So, I got sweet and sour chicken, fried rice, some of those noodles that I never can remember the name of, and the cookies plus the Mountain Dew," he stated a smile on his face.

Chris laid on his bed, flipping through random channels on his television as he waited for Ryan to come with his food. He hadn’t really moved out of his bed all day. Chris didn’t have a reason why, but he just didn’t feel like getting out of bed and dealing with people. He was thankful when Ryan offered to bring him food since he hadn’t eaten all day. Once he heard a knock at his door, he yelled for the boy to come in, his attention not leaving the tv set.

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Well, I mean if you want me to look it up, I can.

That was incredibly helpful.

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Yeah, it still kind of pissed me off because he was my brother, y'know? Sure!

At least she rejected him, lets you know that not everyone’s shitty. Yeah, people definitely suck. Care to help me out on that? I don’t necessarily drink so I wouldn’t even know what to get and I could go for some pizza. 

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Who the hell knows?

Why is it called a ball? Like are there balls involved in this, cause I don’t think I can kick around a soccer ball or use a basketball in my dress and heels.

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Okay.

Fuck yes. Give me, now.

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Haven't met her.

Her name is Bree.

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Of course? Food isn't anywhere near as good as fucking.

Mostly the sex.

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I have cookies too.

Then I’m down.

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I know how you feel. My brother kind of did the same thing, except she wasn't my ex, and she rejected him but same idea I guess. People suck, and that's all I can tell you. Just drink alcohol and eat pizza, and you'll get it over it somehow.

My ex showed up, then he just messed with my head a lot and then he fucked my sister with the intention of keeping it a secret from me. I think that’s the worst part, that they knew it would hurt me, that’s why they were trying to keep it a secret. It’s whatever though, enough of my petty problems. 

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Me either, bro. I just came here for sex and food.

I didn’t sign up for this shit.

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Sure.

Do I get some Mountain Dew with it?