Chater Ate Novels & Stories

“Chandler does that often.” “Oh, really?” She asked in disbelief. Chantelle nodded. “He said he learned doing it from a friend.” I guess he learned that from me. She smiled. “He’s right. You should try it. Here.” She handed her the glass and watched her dip and eat the cookie. “It tastes better, huh?” The young girl nodded. “Okay then, after eating you can start answering these sheets and I’ll check it when you’re done,” Kace ordered, handing her the sheets. “Okay,” Chantelle replied giddily. ***

To celebrate 100 votes on #TCCWTT, here is a new chapter. I hope you enjoy it, don’t forget to vote and leave a comment!! 🎉🎉🎉🎊🎊🎊 She slowly opened the door and entered her apartment, only to be consumed by the sweet smell of potato chips, tomato and egg sauce. This caused her mouth to water and her stomach to growl in response. She remembered on one date with Cainan weeks ago; she had ordered this when she saw him eating it and it looked pleasing to the eyes.

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By the time I looked and smelled the food, my stomach rumbled; I was hungry, it was telling me. Edward was smiling and smirking at me." Is the little Red hungry, hmm?" I nodded my head and licked my lips, thinking about my fish and chips. I started dragging him to the cart. Hello, may I help you?" the food cart worker asked. Yes, Edward said. Please give us four fish and extra chips with vinegar and Tatar sauce, thanks. She rang us up. That be $20.98, please. I was getting money out to pay us, but Edward stopped me. "What do you think you’re doing? I am paying for my food, why" Oh no sweet cheeks I frowned at him. But I can pay this time, I told him. He did not listen to me. We said thank y

CHAPTER NINE Disconsolation Chad the Fish Guy almost regretted knocking the mysterious girl down and making her cry, except that he never really regretted anything. Chad did what he did and then it was done, and what a simple and unimposing world this was for him. This meant that he ate whatever he wanted to eat with no regard for his health, and yelled at whoever he wanted to yell at out on the street, which happened more times than even he would perhaps care to admit. When he found a particularly pretty girl (which happened more nights than not) he smiled his charming smile and took her out to dinner and then brought her home and then kicked her out. He never saw her again, and if her feel

She ate one piece of shrimp chips after another. In just a few minutes, she had finished eating all the shrimp chips in the small plate. Charlotte looked up and found Leandro looking at her. She looked around awkwardly, took the water beside her, and took a sip. "I'm so hungry." "Another snack, please?" She shook her head awkwardly and said, "It's a little better now." When Charlotte said this, she also raised her hand and made a gesture with her thumb and index finger to indicate "a little bit".

Hearing my words, Chad pursed his lips and didn't say anything more. Suddenly he stood up. "Get rid of it; I don't eat." I didn't ask much, so I put it back in the tray. But I only made it halfway; Chad grabbed my hand, pulled me back, and pointed at the food table. “You eat.” "I have already eaten," I answered, but suddenly remembering Clara's group, I asked. “Can I bring this food to my sisters?”

The way he’d looked at Emory right after, recalibrating, almost amused, it wasn’t the second thing. My thigh throbbed. I set the tea down. Chandler reached over and took one of my sweet potato fries. I looked at him. “Those are mine.” “You weren’t eating them.” “I was about to.” “Were you.” He picked up another one. Not a question. “Walk me through that.”

Chester heard her speak as soon as he opened the car door, so he turned around with a burning gaze. Charity became annoyed. “Why must I be the one wishing for you to return? Will you do it if I ask you to?” “Yeah.” Chester nodded. “If you ask me to do it, I will.” “If I ask you to eat poop, will you do it?” Charity asked sarcastically in spite of herself. Without hesitation, Chester answered, “Yes.” “...” ‘You win.’ Charity snorted. “Go ahead and eat it then. I won’t be satisfied until I see poop on your mouth.”

Maybe, just maybe, his memories might come back because of Aaron. When I reached the cafeteria, I started looking for something they could have for a snack. Luckily, there were some native delicacies being sold here. That saved me the trouble of searching too far. “I think sir Zach eats these,” I muttered while looking at the trays of puto and bibingka. "Yes, he eats that and it's his favorite," said the person beside me, which truly startled me. I immediately looked up to see who it was. “Alexander?” I said in disbelief.