Pizza
I want to eat pizza. That is what I told my roomate when we were sitting on the couch one Sunday afternoon. On Sundays, we have no classes and after attending a church service, we just stay at the apartment and watch movies or go shopping. That particular day, we were quite bored. I was craving for pizza so we decided to go work a walk. The pizza parlor was just a few blocks away. We would buy an Electric Coffee Percolator afterwards on the way home. Clarisse, her roomate had eaten a lot of pizza and her she feels like going to the toilet. Instead of dropping by the mall, they went home straight.
