Pizza Palace
Griswold St
Torrington, Connecticut
Iris: *sighs*
Bob Kimball: You okay, Iris?
Iris: Yes. *head down, facing the table*
Brandon: *eats his pepperoni pizza*
Me: *eats my bacon and sausage pizza*
Steven: *eats his meatball grinder, sauce on his white shirt*
Stella: *hands him some napkins*
Steven: *wipes the sauce off his shirt, leaving a big stain*
Harriet: At least the storm died down!
Ken: Yes, we drove through the worst of it, passing through Waterbury! Well, Brandon, we had some great times together!
Brandon: We sure did! I remember in 2021, we were all dressed up for Halloween! The Halloween party was amazing! And, we chased Steven in his Aladdin costume!
Steven: Ixnay! Ixnay!
Ariel: And, we beat him up at this woman's house, while she was passing out candy! Good times!
Steven: That's in the past!
Andrea: *ignoring Steven's protests* Good times, indeed!
Radio: *playing Smooth Operator by Sade*
This story was written on Tuesday, July 4th, 2023. (Independence Day)
A/N We're really gonna miss you, Brandon! 😞 Don't be a silent reader. Please leave feedback. Thanks, and Happy 4th Of July! 🇺🇸❤
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