Back With Another Milkshake Novels & Stories

Isaac leaned closer to Kathily's ear and whispered into it. "Kathilyn Winston?" Isaac took the little kid into his arms and the boy stopped crying. He then walked away without saying anything. "W-what? How did you know my name?!" Kathilyn yelled loudly at the top of her lungs for Isaac to hear since he was already far from her. He ignored her and waved his hand, dismissing her question. "Hold on there, lady. Why are you yelling?" A man suddenly spoke from behind Kathilyn. She then turned around to see a man wearing a plain white shirt with his hands in his pockets.

The waitress appeared with each of their milkshake just as they ordered, she dropped it in front of them and turned swiftly to leave, she did not even bother to stay back and flirt as she have been doing before, it seems she had finally gotten the message that he wasn’t interested in her. Beatrice picked up her glass of milkshake and sucked at it hungrily through her straw, she was really craving it and was glad it finally came. “Easy Luna!” He said with a chuckle, he really loved watches that her and she could see it as well

“And I'm surprised you don't gain weight even though you drink that drink every day, you're too thin, maybe you should increase your portion of food.” “I'm on a fattening program, which is why I order daily milkshakes,” Athena answered with an amused smile. She sits on a high chair in front of a bar counter that serves breakfast and hot coffee each morning, and turns into a drink bar when it gets late. A few moments later Bara arrived with the order. Athena accepted it happily, then sucked the Milkshake from a large straw in her tall glass, sweet, savory and delicious milk mixed with Oreos and whipped cream immediately combined in her mouth, making her smile a little. And that definitely giv

I can see that, he constantly gazes at my clothes, at the part where it was poured. "I got so mad. I witnessed how that fcking milk shake got poured on you." He said, got pissed again because he remembered what had happened earlier. Maybe I'll be angry like that, too. It was probably a scene. Many saw how that shake poured on me. I had epic reaction, probably. Embarrassing!

Krys exclaimed as she was jumping to something I don’t know the reason. “Muff, the drinks. Please,” Mich pleaded and even wrapped her arms around me. I rolled my eyes and smiled. “Pick. Come on. So that I can make it already,” I answered and prepared two lofty (large/tall) cups and one pygmy (small) cup for me. “Can I get Cookie Dough milkshake? Muff, with frappe and chocolate syrup. Please,” Mich said and so I raised my brow. “That syrup is not on the menu, Chi.” She just smiled at me and I glared at her. “Thank you, Muff! I love you, mwah!”

“I missed you.” Then, he lightly pecked her lips and held her hand, leading her back to the car. “You must be hungry. I’ll take you somewhere nice to eat.” Once inside the car, Ines buckled her seatbelt and noticed the milkshake placed next to her seat. “Milkshake!” Solomon inserted the straw and handed it to her. “It’s for you. Drink up. I ordered it with less sugar.” Ines took a sip of the milkshake. It tasted different from the one she had at noon, but she still liked it.

The mug stops right in front of me, the ceramic scraping faintly against the surface. I pick it up, curious. The mug feels cool against my fingers, condensation already forming at the sides. I take a sip. It’s sweet, cold, and tastes like vanilla mixed with nostalgia, like summer days I never really had. “Okay,” I say, pretending not to be impressed. “You have good taste.” Caleb raises an eyebrow, a small smirk tugging at his lips. “Of course I do.” He leans back, balancing his mug on his knee. “I add more ice cream than milk. Next time you make one for yourself, try that. It’s a no-fail method for an amazing vanilla shake.”

“Now you’re starting to convince me. Keep going.” “They also have these incredible milkshakes,” I added, leaning toward him as I got more into my pitch. “Like, ridiculous flavors with toppings that shouldn’t even be allowed. It’s over-the-top, but it’s so good.” Marco glanced at me, his expression softening. “You really want to go there, don’t you?” “I do,” I admitted, sitting back with a small shrug. “It’s been on my list for a while, but I never had the chance to go.”

I see him wave goodbye to the man and head for the door. “Sorry I took so long,” Nathan said, handing me my milkshake and placing his and Zander’s in the cup holders. I took a sip. “What? You got a Choco-banana for me? How? Bob doesn’t let the season specials be made any other time.” “Well, I have connections,” he grinned. “A girl could get used to this,” I giggled.

I’m not talkative with strangers, but at this point, I feel like if I don’t open my mouth long enough, they’d freeze shut. So, a conversation is welcome. “It’s stupid,” I chuckle. He nods, “Same.” I laugh again and bask in the awkward silence. “I took three cups of milkshake one time, not knowing they were laced with shrooms. That’s the only sane thing I remember about that night. I still have the videos, though…and I have to make sure I’m away from any self-harming devices when I’m watching watching them.” he confesses with a shivering sigh.