like a big pizza pie (open)

[tradecraftdude]

who. Marco and you!
what. Delivery boy shenanigans.
where. Zeta District.
when. Right now!
warnings. How questionable can a 13-year-old get? (Don't answer that.)

[ Moving people's food around the district for them beats hauling rubble, though Marco could do without the cheesy delivery boy uniform. However, he approaches this delivery business with all the highly directed tunnel-vision of someone who has played lots of video games and knows how to scoot all over the map in the most efficient manner. Having to fake smiles and suck up for tips wasn't the worst thing, either. ]

(OOC: I have no preference between prose or action spam, so I will reciprocate whatever you start with! Scenario options are presented below, but you're welcome to start a new top-level thread with anything else if you have something in mind.)

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OPTION A

[tradecraftdude]

[ Marco knocks on the door of your apartment, pizza in hand. Did you even order a pizza? Who cares, you're stuck with him at the moment. ]

Half, mushroom, half broccoli?

OPTION B

[tradecraftdude]

[ Marco is striding along the street at a brisk clip, despite the fact that his legs aren't properly long enough for a good stride anyway. An insulated square bag is slung over his shoulder, and he's careful to keep it parallel to the ground and not jostled too much as he walks. It would be nice if no bored hungry goon decided to jump him for a free pizza, because it wouldn't be that hard to get one here.

Feel free to either assault Marco, save Marco from am impending assault, or just bump into him! ]