It was Pizza Friday. The smell of cheese pizza filled the hallway. Isa stopped in the doorway. He was frozen. He looked to the left and saw Cheryl take a bite of her slice and pull the cheese. It stretched longer and longer, so warm and melty.
Anthony walked past him with three slices of pizza piled on his plate, the cheese from each melting into each other.
No one knew Isa was fasting. What if he cheated just a little?
Should Isa go ahead and grab a slice? Or should he walk away from the cheese?