devin: saturday, more specifically.

                    ❝And we have lunch,❞ words were exclaimed, each word broken up by a pause as hands raised with each breath for nothing more than dramatic effect as slices of homemade pizza were slipped onto two plates. It had a single brow arching against her features as her hands finally dropped, a laugh escaping the brunette at her own ridiculous antics. ❝Was that too dramatic for pizza? Should that be saved for something more dramatic?❞ It was then when a scoff came rushing from the female, one of her hands waving through the air. ❝No, that's silly, pizza can be dramatic.❞

devin: how can i help ? what do you need ??