/ck/ - Food & Cooking

>>19293997
During my freshman year of college I lived in a multistory dorm. At the end of my floor's hall there was a closet that contained several big dumpsters for students to empty their rooms' trash into. These dumpsters were emptied a couple times a week.

At the time I had no friends and would regularly get kicked out of my room when my roommate was fucking his gf. The common rooms were always full of annoying normies, so whenever I was without a room I'd go sit in the dumpster closet by myself. On this specific day I entered the closet and was hit with the overpowering aroma of pizza. It was as if I had just walked into a pizza kitchen, it was that pungent. I opened one of the dumpster lids, and there sitting on top was a Papa John's box. Almost a third of a cheese pizza was inside, and it was perfectly room temperature, bordering on cold. I started devouring it without hesitation, it's not like anyone could see me. I was hungry and had no shame.

Then the light turned off. The light in the closet was on a timer that started when the door was first opened. There was no lightswitch in the closet, you just had to open the door to get it to turn on. However, before I could do that I heard voices coming directly from the hall outside. Some girls were chatting out there, and I couldn't let them see me open the closet door and realize I had been in there the entire time. So I sat there for what felt like half an hour in total darkness eating the rest of my pizza until they went away, terrified someone would come by with their trash and find me.