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Dean muttered from behind me. Something flashed in Charlie's eyes, making him grab me fastly yet gently from my place with my wrist. Dean greeted him with a nod, "Charlie." "Bean," Charlie muttered silently. Well, hello to you too! "We're outside the Underground Choco." Chocolate is Charlie's fighter name. Charlie and The Chocolate Factory, get it? He crossed his arms, "It's Dean." "And I'm Vanchel." I butted in, pulling myself away from Charlie. "Vanch-"

“I even got some accessories to go with them! I have nutella, hazelnut spread, cinnamon sugar, and champurrado!” “Thank you!” I eagerly went for a cup of champurrado and a churro. I happily gulped down a mouthful of the sweet beverage. As the hot liquid warmed my body in a comforting flush, I dunk the churro into the nutella and chomped down on the sweet treat that was in my grasp.

“How does it taste? Is it yummy?” Nikolai hums as he takes a small sip. “Very good. It’s hot, though. Be careful.” Akio heeds the warning and blows on the liquid before sampling it for himself. His eyes widen. “Mm! Oh wow. It’s so rich and creamy. I found the recipe online and made it in the slow cooker. And I used actual cocoa powder and melting chocolate instead of just using a hot chocolate mix. Wow!” He drinks some more, the liquid savory in his mouth and making his tastebuds sing. He’s so happy the hot chocolate has turned out well. He wanted everything to be perfect for this evening, and so far, he’s getting his wish.

5:43am I woke up very early the next day before the whole pack workers were to resume their duties,the pack daily workers were to resume before six thirty on a daily basis. I really didn't know how to make chocolate,the ingredients were placed on the table in the kitchen. “I stood up confused on what to do, maybe I should put the nibs like that inside the cup then pure water in it, Good, I took the Cocoa Beans and pour everything inside the cup added water within some minutes the water was changed into chocolate, I tested the tea,blu.,blu., It was tasteless no sugar nor even milk, it was now fifteen minutes past six and I was supposed to serve the chocolate to her by five fifty.”

Two mugs of hot chocolate sit between us, steam rising slowly, patiently—like it knows we’ll need it. I sink into the chair and exhale. Deep. Heavy. Relief. reaching for a cookie. “If this is poisoned, thank you.” Layla slides into the opposite seat hugging her mug without a word. I take it like it’s sacred. “If this fixes me,” I say softly, “I owe you my life.” She laughs, gentle and familiar. “Chocolate has never failed us.” The first bite melts on my tongue. Sugar. Comfort. Something almost childlike. My shoulders finally drop, the tight knot in my chest loosening just a little.

The lid was off. Leo opened the ziplock bag. He dumped the entire contents of the cocaine into the protein powder. He stirred it once with the plastic scoop, burying the white powder amidst the vanilla whey. He crumpled the empty bag and shoved it in his pocket. He stepped back out onto the balcony. He slid the door shut just as Chadwick turned around. Chadwick frowned. He thought he heard a click. He walked to the window and looked out. Nothing. Just the night.

Mr Angelo definitely has something sinister going on’ Cherry began to regret ever drinking hot chocolate with Rex while he drank coffee, she suspects his interest in her choco drink was because he sneaked one or more sips from her cup when she wasn’t looking, it can be the only explanation for his desired addiction to her favorite drink, and officially why she became his so-called tea girl unwillingly.

Cole chuckles, observing me flush like a teenager. "Thank you, Chloe. God, it smells so good." I moan, looking down at my white chocolate and Raffaello waffle with coconut whipped cream. Cole looks down at the waffle with wide eyes. "Enjoy guys, if you need anything, give me a shout," Chloe states and walks off once we thank her. "You're about to taste heaven, Lord Hoult." I tease, grinning while cutting into the waffle. I hold out a piece to his mouth, and he eats it. He chews slowly, his eyes closing with an audible moan.

Lucas punched the air with both fists and Chloe told him he looked unhinged. Dom’s was two blocks down, booths in red vinyl, paper tablecloths with a cup of crayons in the middle. Chloe started a comic strip about a detective who was secretly a cat and narrated the frames to Lucas while she drew. Lucas inhaled half a slice of pepperoni before I made him slow down. Across from me, Harrison had not touched his food. He was watching Lucas chew. Under the table, I put my hand on his thigh. I didn’t say anything.

“My friend Denise told me that the hot chocolate in this place was better than actual chocolate. It has to be a lie though, there’s no way hot chocolate could be better than regular chocolate.” Layton Bridges, powerful billionaire and sometime dick, had brought me to a world renowned hot chocolate stand and actually winked about it. “You’ll get to make up your own mind now, but in my personal opinion, your friend is absolutely right.” I sniffed disbelievingly, but inside I was reeling. Who was this man? “We’ll see.” Forty-five milliseconds after trying my first sip of the velvety richness inside the delightfully hot cup I had my fingers wrapped around, I let out a loud moan. “Oh my god. This