Author's POV:
There, on the wall of the restaurant, was a picture of Melanie and me when we had won a pizza-eating competition.
“I don't believe it,” I said, looking at the picture. “They hung us up!”
“I don't even remember taking that picture,” Melanie said, a similar green on her face. We stared incredulously at the picture frame. “Damn. I look like a nerd.”
The waitress chuckled. “Since we have two legends in the house, why don't we give you the pizza on the house?” She asked, a smile on her face.
“Really?” I asked. “It's fine. We'll pay.”
“No,” she said, taking the menu, “it's on the house.”
We smiled and watched her go, grins on our faces. I fished out my phone and took a picture of the frame. I smiled, sending it to the group.
Me: guess what I just found.
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