Romans & histoires Charlotte "bear" Claw

That faint whiff of citrus and lavender, mixed with bakery sugar and whatever lip gloss Charlotte had stolen from Sephora last week. “Guess who brought food for her favorite emotionally unavailable ink bitch,” Charlotte sing-songed, waltzing in like the damn sun in human form. I couldn't help the smile that tugged at my mouth. “Tell me it’s lemon-pepper wings.” “And Red Vines,” Charlotte grinned, lifting the brown bag and shaking it proudly. “Because I know you secretly love chewing on something that tastes like regret and cherry plastic.” I finally turned, pulling off my gloves with a dramatic sigh. “You’re lucky you’re hot.”

Summer chased her out immediately; she quietened herself, and without any disturbance, she got to work quickly. A while later, the dining table was served with shrimps, baked beans, mashed potatoes, grilled fish fillets, and peppered chicken cutlets. Charlotte enjoyed the mashed potatoes the most and stuffed her mouth with them. “You’ll grow up into a potato if you keep eating them.” Grace teased her. “I won’t!” she snubbed, “I will become a beautiful lady, just like Snow White.” “I think you’ll be more like the seven dwarves instead.” “I hate you, Aunty Grace!”

Lucy reckoned that had to be what was going through Charlotte's mind, so her unhappiness was understandable. Anyone would feel unhappy in her shoes. Despite them both being adopted daughters, Charlotte was much luckier than her. With this realization, Lucy made sure to tread carefully. Juliana pulled Lucy to sit beside her as they began their morning tea. Despite it being only morning tea, the luxurious spread left Lucy astonished. There were a dozen varieties of Charleston’s signature snacks, and the selection of jams to go with the bread was endless. With only five of them, Lucy seriously doubted if they could finish everything.

“Stand up and exercise your dead butt, and while you’re at it, go to the kitchen and get more chips.” Charlotte gave her a look. Kate rolled her eyes and pushed her. “Go. I’ll pause the show,” she assured her. “Ugh, okay,” Charlotte said resignedly as she stood up with the empty plate of chips. “I’ll be sure to keep my butt issues to myself from now onwards.” Just like her sister, Charlotte was obsessed with chips. Ever since she left Xavier, chips had become her comfort food, which was why on her first day out of the house to do grocery shopping, she had purchased an entire truckload of different brands of chips.

Meanwhile, Charlotte finds herself alone and wandering the Alabama. Without any money, all she could do was to stare at the foods on the Alabama market. The sun has already hidden in the skies but Charlotte could not endure her starving stomach and her mind is telling her to steal food as she felt she would not pass out anytime soon. She happened to see a baiten of fruits that was owned by Balthazar who is a member of the Zodiac warriors. "Without hesitation, Charlotte stole two apples and ran away. Balthazar, who hates thieves followed her and chased her when she was only about to exit the Alabama Market. He drew his word and pointed it at Charlotte.

Theós argued back. Ignoring the argument, Timothy motioned Charlotte over to him. "Don't you two have some working out to do? Huh?" "Oh r-right!" Charlotte scurried over to the fridge, struggling to pull out a very large basket. Theós and I quickly scurried over to help Charlotte with the basket. The basket was almost twice the size of her head. She smiled in thanks before pointing into the still open fridge. "T-There are nine more b-baskets in t-there. Its s-snacks for training. T-Things like d-dried f-fruit and t-tiny s-sandwiches. I a-also made S-Sweet H-Hawaiian Chicken B-Bacon Ranch C-Crescent B-Bites and I a-also added C-Chocolate Dipped M-Macadamia N-Nut S-Shortbread Cookies. S-Saw th

Sean’s voice came from behind her. Charlotte turned to see him holding a tray with a bowl of soup and some freshly made pastries. “I went out to get you your favorite soup, along with some local treats from Linton Springs. Want to try them?” Sean asked, placing the tray on the small round table. Charlotte nodded, smiling. “Sure, I’ll just wash up first.” But as she swung her legs out of bed and stood, a sudden weakness washed over her. Her knees wobbled, and she nearly stumbled.

Charlotte was gleeful as she sat on her small chair, saying, "This is giving me nostalgia." "Oh, yeah? Wait till you have these," Liam said while opening the lunch bag. He pulled out a sandwich which was already cut in half. "Haha!" Charlotte laughed. She accepted the sandwich and said, "Are these the same ones? These are great!" Charlotte recalled how she used to brag about Charlene's sandwiches, but one day, Liam brought these incredible sandwiches from home, and she concluded it was the bomb! She recalled how Liam claimed it was Mother Scarlett who made them.

“I’ll let you borrow my Becca whenever you want. There’s a small f*e for shipping and handling.” Becca gasped. “You’d trade me?” Charlotte nodded shamelessly. “Yep. Razzy’s cook makes the best cream cake ever. I’m in love with it, and for another one of those yummy cakes, she can borrow you whenever she wants.” Razzy laughed. “I’ll be sure to bring one when I pick up Becca later.” She hugged Charlotte once more. “Be sure to bring a change of clothes,” she said to Becca. “We’re going to have a great time.”

Ruby said, pushing the trolley closer to Jemma's side. Jemma snorted in annoyance. "Don't let me eat dessert and he doesn't come." “Do I need to check?” One of the bodyguards took the initiative. “No. My safety is the main thing," said Jemma. The cover was lifted, immediately releasing the aroma of flour and sweets. At least the peach compote in Ruby's tall cup reduced the heat. Not to mention chocolate biscuits, sweet pastries, and meringue, the popular one Russian Charlotte, which is composed of biscuits, ladyfingers, whipped cream, and custard cream and resembles a miniature coliseum. Meanwhile, the plum pudding is covered in a dome-shaped cake.