“I am kind of hungry,” Jack admits as he watches Roxy race away with the treat, intent on hiding it for later. Naturally, Stella chases after her, thinking it a game of who can get the treat first. Luckily, Roxy is very well mannered with other dogs or he’d be worried.
“How about a pizza?” he asked, “The place near by does chicken wings and chips as well as pizza, and they know my apartment kind of well.” he admits meekly. While he could cook, sometimes it was just easier to have someone else make the food.
“Okay,” she called back softly, looking around for his cell phone and finding it lying around. “I’m going to guess it’s in your contacts already then?”
She smiled at him teasingly, holding his phone in her hand . She wished she could have called from her own cell but of course she had put her phone service on hold until she could visit her phone carrier and get a new one.
“Mmhm.” Jack nodded his head as he settled back on the floor and went back to painting. “P for pizza. Er, obviously.” he said with a weak chuckle.
The mobile had… a lot of contacts. It was littered with names, probably most of them work related. A all the way to Z, and from what she’d seen he had a few messages waiting on his phone as well.
Jack Maple 