Back With Another Milkshake Novels & Stories

*End of Flashback* That had been the last day I ever drank a milkshake, as odd as it is to say. I just could never bring myself to even look at one again. It was the reason I was here, god I was so naïve. I had been under this roof that whole time and I hadn't even been paying attention on the drive here, I was just full of one stupid mistake after another.

She was warm and friendly with an extra chirp to her cherry voice. "Just two cups of milkshake" I said happily. "Do you have a particular flavour you'd love?" "Vanilla and peanut butter with banana shakes please" She nodded her head before getting it done. She moved around, putting one and two together before placing two cups of milkshake onto the counter before me. "That would be 20 dollars" she said, expectedly. I pulled out a 50 dollar note and handed it to her. She took out some change and handed it to me before I took my drinks and walked away.

she scrunches her face. “Well, it sounds like you need a milkshake. I’ve had those protein shakes when I first came to Blood River. You’re right. They are repugnant,” I agree with a sly grin, “You stay here. I’m getting you a milkshake.” “Kas, you should really stay in bed,” Delilah leans forward and tries to stop me, but I pull back the covers and hop out of bed before she can catch me. I feel a little wobbly at first, but quickly collect myself and make my way out of the bedroom.

Jason replied, nodding gently. He promised Madison that no matter what, Little Apple would not be hurt. The next morning, Little Apple left. This time, Little Apple took Big Black away, which was the fierce beast brought out by Jason from the ancient battlefield. This beast was the closest to Little Apple. Last time, Jason didn't let Little Apple take it with him because he wanted to train Little Apple. If Little Apple had taken this big beast with him, everything would have been solved easily without Little Apple's help.

Instead of giving it up, she will transform the change, giving it the best father in the world. Said to go down to find something to eat, but Danisa pressed the switch next to the refrigerator, because it was the same color as the wall, so no one would know that there was another space behind that wall. Joy was locked inside, next to the boy was a new smartwatch that was so broken that he couldn't even see what the shape was. "What? Do you feel good in here? Do you need me to make a joke?"

"Can I ask a practical question? If Maya goes back to January 15th, how does she survive the freeze? The whole point was she wasn't prepared then. She'd be trapped in the apocalypse with no shelter." "Future Maya said the device brings you back after twenty-four hours," Maya said. "You'd have to survive one day of the freeze, then you return to present." "Survive how? Where?" Maya realized she didn't know. Future Maya hadn't specified. "I'd have to secure shelter quickly. Maybe One World Trade Center itself—it survived the freeze." "So the plan is: go back, find Victor, kill him, then hide in his building for twenty-four hours hoping you don't freeze to death." Jessica's voice was flat. "Tha

It's sweet and sour, a very refreshing and appetizing combination. … The clients ate happily. Kenneth and Emily exchanged a glance and smiled at each other, convinced that this business deal was already in the bag. The other colleagues also felt success was imminent and began raising their glasses to toast the two of them. The atmosphere was lively and harmonious. Just then, one of the clients' wives, Aini Baccus, asked, "Why hasn't Ms. Hardings arrived yet?" Kenneth's smile froze for a moment before he forced one back onto his face.

Suddenly, all my exhaustion from working in the afternoon was soothed. I said, "My brain cells are fried. I'm too tired to think about it, so you pick." He said, "How about some fondue? I know a place with amazing bone marrow. You'll love it."

It had to be perfect. The usual three-step process now felt like rocket science. I added an extra scoop of strawberries and blended it smoothly. I poured it in a to-go cup, snapped the lid on and headed back to the counter. “Here you go,” I smiled at him and slid his cup towards him. He looked up, almost startled, like he had forgotten where he was. “Thanks,” he muttered, taking the milkshake but not leaving right away. “Are you okay?” I asked before I could stop myself.

Shay chided. "Sure." "Really! You aren't the only one affected by this, you know." "Alright. Sorry, I know." "Okay." Shay loosened up again. "Now, go do some stretches or something. You probably need it after that rave and work." "Yeah. After I finish this shake, in a bit." "Oh? What happened to your moccaccino?" Amara shrugged. "It's mostly done. But Declan left his shake behind, and it's chocolate."