It was a late Thursday afternoon. Adam was sat in his apartment counting the money he had made that week from his freelance photography job. He had made a little over 1000 dollars, which was enough to pay rent and bills.

The photographer decided he'd order pizza for tonight. Normally he'd cook with the stuff he had since it was cheaper than constantly ordering food. But he had enough, so why not? He called and ordered. There was soon a knock on his door as he got up to go answer it.