Chapter 21: That Pizza (5)
Black Bio Plant’s Freezer Storage.
This place, sealed off from the heat and noise outside, was unusually quiet.
Cold air hissed as it circulated through the vents, and the frost coating the metal shelves glinted with a silver sheen.
I sat with my back against the wall, savoring the chill creeping slowly up my spine, while biting into another slice of pizza.
Nom nom.
The pizza was still frozen and a little stiff, but the taste held up.
Exactly the kind of quality I’d expect from a place I approved of.
“I” stared at me with a look like I was some kind of lunatic.
As if to say, “That doesn’t even taste good. Why are you eating it?”
They’d been making that face ever since they made that digital-pizza knockoff after watching me eat the real thing.
“You want some?”
I offered a cold slice, still chilled from the air, but “I” quickly shook their head like it was the worst thing imaginable.