“Damn right it is. Leftover pizza for breakfast is the best.” A grin found full lips as she stood, grabbing paper towel and the plates from the cupboard so they could take what they wanted and go sit on the couch.
She took the offered beer, opening it and taking a good first sip before taking the three slices to start. “Is the game on yet? Gotta see if we can get into the finals.”
’Couldn’t agree more.’ Once the beer was out of his hand it was grabbing one of the plates Helena had fetched from the cupboard. Grabbing a few pieces of the fresh steamy pizza to start with. A slender finger pop the top of his beer open with a satisfying hiss.
’I don’t keep up with the sports around here, you know that, Helena.’ He pause, frowning at his beer as he sipped it. ’Checked it away because we’re friends— it’s just starting. Doing there prep up and what not.’