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"Hey brat! This pizza's all cold! And you took too long! Shouldn't I get the pizza for free?"
"Sorry mister, but you already paid! And we never said you get it for free either!"
"What? They used to say that-"
"Byeee!"
"Hey! I'm talking here! Co here!"
A clear crown-skinned girl with short blonde hair and sharp blue eyes giggled, riding her bicycle and rushing away as quickly as possible, while an old man carrying a pizza box ran behind her, ultimately getting tired and stopping his chase altogether.
"Haah… Haah… D-Damn brat! Ugh…! Ah, my pizza?!"
He gasped in disbelief when he noticed his pizza had fallen to the grass of his house because he ran carrying the whole box with one hand.
"DAMN BRAT!"
As he scread, the girl was far away already, riding her bicycle, she was completely free, moving around the big city block after block.
Cars filled the streets, thousands of people bustling everywhere, big shops constantly getting filled with people. It was lunch ti, most workers around the big city all gathered around the restaurant district to eat before it was ti to resu their job.
Amidst one of these small streets of Brooklyn, there was a small pizzeria shop called "Geremias Pizzeria: Best Pizzas of the Block". The colorful letters making up the na of the pizzeria weren't all working though. Half of the letters were broken and missing, the others were constantly dinging and changing colors.
The girl entered the pizzeria, quickly leaving her bicycle at the side of the door and running inside, where she found a big and burly man calling for her.
"Three more to the fifth block and the sixth block, Emy! Make it quick for lunch!"
"Okay dad!"
The girl quickly grabbed the three pizza boxes as she glanced at the clients inside the shop, there were three families eating pizza, onion rings, garlic sticks, and drinking soda.
Her family's restaurant wasn't the biggest out there, but her father's recipes with the pizza made him quite popular among the people, even more with affordable prices.
However, because they were still growing, they had to send Emy, the older daughter, to send all the pizzas, saving money from having to pay delivery guys.
Of course, her allowance increased the more pizzas she delivered, and her parents preferred that money to go to their daughter than to so guy.
Emy was more than willing to help out, she had been a hard worker since she was but a baby after all.
"Going out!"
She quickly rode her bicycle right after taking the pizza boxes, still hot, she rushed through the streets of Brooklyn, seeing all kinds of people everywhere.
"Woah! Careful brat!"
"The hell?!"
"Hey! Watch out!"
She was hurrying up for lunch, they were eating her mother's pasta today, so she didn't want to take too long delivering the pizzas, ending up almost riding over so of the people.
"S-Sorry! Sorryyy!"
As she apologized, she took several turns, avoided getting run over by a car by an hair, and managed to get to the blocks her dad told her, looking at the houses one after another.
"There!"
She quickly knocked on the door of a small edifice building, where an old lady stepped out.
"Five minutes too late! I get my free pizza, right?"
"Jesus, why is everyone asking for free pizzas today? No free pizza lady! You already paid online anyway!"
Emy quickly gave her the pizza and ran downstairs.
"Everyone does it like that! Give my free pizza!"
"No!"
Emy gave her a middle finger while running downstairs, she had no ti for grumpy grannies that are still living in the 80's.
"AAH! You'll get a one-star review from ! RUDE!"
As the old lady gasped, Emy didn't give a damn, quickly went for the next deliveries.
"Uh, do you have boyfriend?"
A pale-looking university student received her second delivery, glaring at her whole body, especially at her jean shorts and white blouse, her long legs and all.
"I'm twelve, pervert!"
She kicked his legs and ran downstairs.
"AAAGGH! Y-YOU FUCKING BITCH!"
As she rode her bicycle and moved to the last destination, she sighed.
"Let's hope the third person is not a deranged weirdo…"
It was a tall building, one of those where big company offices were located.
"Seriously, where is this? Ah, floor… forty?!"
She ran inside, barely managing to miss the elevator, which was packed full of office people.
"Shit! Don't screw with eee!"
As she complained, she glared at the stairs.
"Ah, maybe it's good exercise at the end? I've eaten too many pizzas… Don't want to lose my fit…"
Emy filled herself with energy and started running upstairs, she had long and slender legs and a pretty fit body, managing to run over thirty floors before finally becoming utterly exhausted.
"HAAAH… F-FUCK…"
As she groaned, gasping for air, she quickly continued moving upstairs, finally reaching floor 40, where she found a whole office full of dozens of people working, chatting, and eating.
"Um… Is there soone here that ordered a pizza?" She called. "John Guitterez? Did I pronounce that well?"
As she called, so people glared at her but dismissed her instantly, most people weren't even paying attention.
"HELLO?!"
Until she scread so loud she made them look at her.
"What do you want?"
"Nobody ordered a pizza!"
"Go away kid."
Emy gasped, looking at them in disbelief.
"You know the pizza's already paid right?"
They looked at one another, and then continued ignoring her.
"Sure, then it's my pizza now, fuck off!"
She walked downstairs, annoyed over the rudeness of the people.
But then…
"Wait! Girl! That's my pizza! I'm John!"
"Huh? Ah! Sir John!"
The girl quickly gave the pizza to a slightly midget old man with a bald head and a friendly looking face.
"Sorry, I was in the bathroom… Looks good! Here's so tip."
"Ohh~! Now we're talkin', uncle! Thanks!"
She quickly took the dollar from the man's hands, quickly rushing downstairs.
She ran downstairs, jumping over the stairs to skip and not waste ti, finally reaching for her bicycle and rushing back ho.
"I'm back! Am I late?!"
"Just in ti, look! Another Nightmare Gate opened! They're showing a big fight!"
"Wait, seriously?! Let see!"
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