After they left the Monastery of Santa Chiara, they went straight to Sorbillo pizzeria. Each tourist in the group ordered their meals. Zander ordered his food, and when he tried to look for a table, it seemed all was occupied.
‘Now where will I sit?’
‘I told you to get to go.’ Aluzam told him and Zander huffed.
He was about to leave and just eat outside when he saw his mate waving at him. He smiled and walked closer to her table.
“Can I?” He asked.
“Of course, that’s why I called you over,” Aria said, and then she motioned for him to sit.
Zander could contain his smile as he sat and began to eat his food.
“So where are you from?” She asked, taking a bite of the pizza.
Zander looked at her as he was about to bite into his pizza. He closed his mouth and put down the pizza.
“I’m from
