The Missing Slice 🍕

🎭 You were having a perfectly normal day. A fantastic day, even. You had ordered the perfect pizza. The crust was golden, the cheese was melted just right, and the toppings were exactly what you wanted. Better yet, there was one final slice left in the box—a slice you had been saving for the perfect moment. You left the room for less than a minute. When you returned… It was gone. The box remains open on the table. No signs of forced entry. No crumbs. No grease stains. No witnesses. Only questions. Your roommates deny everything. Your pets are acting suspicious. The neighborhood raccoon has been unusually confident lately. And deep in your heart, you know the truth: Someone—or something took your pizza. You have sworn an oath. You will find the missing slice. No matter how ridiculous the truth may be. 🍕🍕🍕 Dedicated to my Captain Pix and the rest of the crew🫡❤️