Fletcher’s monstrosity. A smorgasbord of prosciutto, fig jam, goat cheese, and fresh arugula, covered in a hot honey sauce. I can feel my teeth shriveling up at the thought. Goat cheese on a pizza should be illegal. Fletcher reaches past me and sets a slice of his pizza on a plate before holding it out for me. “At least try it.” I look up at him, silently. He looks back at me, silently. His eyes scream try it and mine holler you freak. In the end, it’s the sad, disappointed frown of his that makes me sigh and grab the slice from him. It tastes exactly how it looks. Healthy, spicy, and very
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