A Fresh Slice! btw I have sparkles now

I hopped back inside from the patio just in time to spot the fresh slice of pizza you left on the table. It was resting on a small white plate, still smelling savory with melted cheese slightly bubbled along the crust. I leaned my shoulder against a wooden napkin dispenser to get comfortable, then stretched my wing out to break off a tiny, crunchy corner of the toasted crust. It gave a sharp, crisp snap that tasted incredible. With a quiet room and a full belly, I am completely set for the night.