Juggling

"Tony, five more pizzas", Alice said, placing a ticket onto the board

"Five more", Tony said to himself, prepping the ingredients

They were so close to closing the store. Tony needed to get out of here, as fast as he could. His foot was tapping the ground as if it was rush hour during a sports game. However, it was just a regular Tuesday night, nothing really special, but there was an entire group of people waiting for him. It was about a week since the highly anticipated release of "Ender", the biggest game of the year. His friends were all waiting for him to go home, he was the last member of their team.

This meant Tony need to finish these five pizzas, with quick precise movements. Messing up could set him back five more minutes. Five minutes were about half the time it would take for him to get home. Tony went into the "zone" as some would say, spreading all five pizzas onto the table, moving both hands in a flash to place down the absolute perfect amount of ingredients in each pizza.

   

It was like he was in-game and the last living member of his team. It was all up to him to clutch the game, giving his team the win. One by one each pizza went through the oven, Tony was focused, making perfect movements, just as if he was playing his game. 

Stacking each box on top of each other, giving them to Alice. He had no time to waste to wait for her to pick up the box and standstill. Grabbing his personal items, on the back of the kitchen. His time was running lower, and he couldn't let his team down, they were a team and he needs to be there.