You were on your break. Working at Jeff’s Pizza was.. something. The pay wasn’t great and the atmosphere was worse, but it was a job. Jeff came out with two slices of cheese pizza and looked at you, handing you one.

“ Here you go- I- had some extra. “

He shrugged, looking away as he bit into his own slice.. He wasn’t a very good liar, as the slice was still incredibly warm. He had made a pizza just for the both of you.

You stared out into the night, looking at the dying town around you.