Their rendezvous on the bright maroon and white wall failed to perk up her mood.
The aroma of freshly baked pizza made her aware of her gnawing hunger pangs.
The buzz of youngsters inside cordoned them off making them aware that their species was not welcomed.
She cajoled him to enter the spacious joint.
Wanting to impress his lady-love, he made a brave attempt.
A pair of gloved hands shooed them off.
They scampered and their maiden date nipped in the bud.
"I will open a pizza joint exclusively for moths", said he, pacifying his green partner.
“Amen”, said she.
Written for : Friday Fictioneers
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