As I waited for the pizza to arrive, a motorcycle approached my driveway. Peering out the window, I saw girl pulling up on her sleek bike, a mischievous grin on her face. there came a knock on the door.

"The pizza delivery," She stood there.

I opened the door, greeted by the tantalizing aroma of freshly baked pizza. But as I lifted the lid of the box, I couldn't help but notice a missing slice, evidence of her impulsive indulgence.