- >Be really fucking hungry.
- >You imagine that this must be what people who are high feel like when they are their most high.
- >It's time for some Domino's pizza.
- >Look at the clock.
- "Shit, when do they close again?"
- >Can't remember what day it is because of how famished you are.
- >Too tired to walk into the store.
- >Don't trust that online faggotry.
- >Luckily your phone is sitting right next to you.
- >The number to the place is on one of the boxes sitting on the table.
- >You shed a single tear for the victim's of last week's feast.
- >Damn, you should probably clean up your messes.
- >Stomach growling.
- >No time to mourn.
- >Dial in the number meekly and prepare to make your stomach shut the fuck up.
- >After two rings, the call goes through.
- >That annoying pink voice on the other end comes through, chipper as ever.
- >"Hi, Anonymous!"
- >She already has your number memorized.
- >It's all over.
- "Pinkie, I don't need any shit today. I just want my usual."
- >"Ohhh, that's too bad, Nonny! We actually just closed!"
- "What."
- >Your voice comes out flatly as it finally dawns on you that it is indeed far too late to be ordering food.
- "You don't... happen to know if any other places are open, do you?"
- >It's a long shot.
- >There's a small whine on the other end, as if she's struggling to not disappoint you.
- >Then there's a hopeful gasp, and she speaks up.
- >"Say, Anonymous. I have a pretty good idea~"
- >Her voice has that signature suggestive tone, suddenly.
- "Wha-?"
- >She lets out a passionate sigh into the phone.
- >You gulp and begin to fan yourself with your hand.
- >This call is getting pretty steamy.
- >Oh wait, you accidentally left your shower running.
- >She continues as you put a stop to the scalding water flow.
- >"You know, it sucks that all the other pizza places are closed~"
- "Yeah?"
- >"Maybe I could be your delivery driver tonight?"
- >You nod to no one, throat getting dry.
- >"Wouldn't you like me to bring you a special treat?"
- "I..."
- >"After all, it sounds like you might have a real sweet tooth."
- >She really just fucking did.
- "...God fucking damnit, Pinkie, I AM NEVER GOING TO EAT THOSE CHOCOLATE LAVA CAKES!"
- >After a smashing success throwing your phone against the wall, you trudge to the pantry hoping you still have some spaghetti left to make.

