So tonight I decided I wanted some pizza and wanted a particular kind of pizza. Well the place doesn't deliver to me so I went ahead and ordered for a pickup. Got down there, got my noms, and was walking back to the car.
A guy approaches and I can feel the hair on the back of my neck start to stand up. Something felt wrong. So he starts off on how he's hungry and could I just drive him somewhere to get something? I state if he's hungry I'll go inside with him at this pizza place and get him something. He faltered a bit then.
Again the plea for something cheap and could I just help him out. I again offer food from the place we're right outside of. Noticing how he's staying away from the windows and in the darker part of the shadow cast by the way the lights were pointing. My nerves were starting to get frayed.
He raises up his shirts and turns around saying he doesn't have any guns on him and BAM my fight or flight is kicking in and I can hear my voice waiver as I offer to walk into the restaurant and get him something. He could stay warm while it was making and could have pizza, bread sticks, and a pop for a semi cheap price. He declines saying they have called the cops on him before.
I give a nervous swallow and toss my food on my seat and lock the door as I walk back inside the place. I start to tell one guy and almost immediately I have five guys on the other side of the counter listen to me. One guy looks at another and they come out from behind the counter. One heads over to talk to the guy and the other walks me back to my car which is in view of everyone else. The remaining three guys watch by the window as I get in and the one who walked me to the car walks over to his coworker to stand and talk with the guy.
I feel bad but at the same time...I'm still shaking. Especially with this only happening 20 mins ago.
A guy approaches and I can feel the hair on the back of my neck start to stand up. Something felt wrong. So he starts off on how he's hungry and could I just drive him somewhere to get something? I state if he's hungry I'll go inside with him at this pizza place and get him something. He faltered a bit then.
Again the plea for something cheap and could I just help him out. I again offer food from the place we're right outside of. Noticing how he's staying away from the windows and in the darker part of the shadow cast by the way the lights were pointing. My nerves were starting to get frayed.
He raises up his shirts and turns around saying he doesn't have any guns on him and BAM my fight or flight is kicking in and I can hear my voice waiver as I offer to walk into the restaurant and get him something. He could stay warm while it was making and could have pizza, bread sticks, and a pop for a semi cheap price. He declines saying they have called the cops on him before.
I give a nervous swallow and toss my food on my seat and lock the door as I walk back inside the place. I start to tell one guy and almost immediately I have five guys on the other side of the counter listen to me. One guy looks at another and they come out from behind the counter. One heads over to talk to the guy and the other walks me back to my car which is in view of everyone else. The remaining three guys watch by the window as I get in and the one who walked me to the car walks over to his coworker to stand and talk with the guy.
I feel bad but at the same time...I'm still shaking. Especially with this only happening 20 mins ago.




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