The two of us settled on the couch with a pizza box between us. It was pepperoni, Lucas and I's favorite.
"Want to watch a movie?" Lucas asked, flipping through the TV channels.
"Sure." I settled back into the couch cushions. "What should we watch?"
"Something funny?" Lucas asked, clicking on a movie that had just started. "What about this?"
"Yeah, I'm down," I said, looking down at the pizza box. "Can we eat now?"
Lucas laughed, giving me a nod. "Yes, we can eat now. Geez, someone must be hungry."
"Well, it took someone like two hours to cook something that ended up being inedible anyway. Then it took another hour for the pizza to get here."
"Sorry," Lucas's expression was sheepish and apologetic as he opened the box. "I ruined the night, didn't I?"
"Not at all." I looked at him.
