being bad. Instead of his normal fruit-filled breakfast, he's eating cold pizza from the night before.
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plenty of pizza to go around (he ordered many boxes last night) so Alfred is welcome to join him for breakfast.
opens the door and peeks out, seeing the American at the window. 'Hey there, you lost?' He grins. 'You're a long way from home. Come on in!'
slides onto the floor where there is cold pizza galore in their various boxes. 'You came to the right place, then.'
shrugs. 'I got another Maori tattoo, and I use pizza as a way of dealing with the pain.' He stuffs another cold slice into his mouth_
nods, squeezing out various sauces he can dip his slice into for extra flavour. 'I've got loads. Part of my native heritage. Don't you_
would think a S shield tattoo would be pretty cool, and would probably believe it was part of American heritage. He shrugs. 'When Britain_
took me over, they made me hide my markings because it was-' He makes quotation finger motions, ''tasteless, barbaric and savage looking'.'
smiles, and flushes. 'Sure, I guess.' He stands up and takes off his shirt and pants to show him some of the tattoos. He hides a couple,_
which he had done in more private areas...
flushes happily. 'I don't know about 'sexy', but most people like them.' He feels very proud that someone thinks his Maori designs are_
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