Deviled Eggs Meme Novels & Stories

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“It’s delicious! It’s the most delicious egg I have ever tried.” Freya, "..." He ate another. And another. And another! Inner Devil: ‘Oh-ho-ho, buckle up, uterus. We are not sleeping tonight!’ Inner Devil 2: ‘This man is loading his stamina like it’s DLC content!’ Inner Devil: ‘Look at him go! Salt, vinegar, desire!’ Freya also ate some, and indeed she found it good. Strangely delicious.

My vapidness would love to smack some sense in him. ‘Cheers!’ Another wrote with clinking glasses. His teeth would look better on the ground or better as toppings. ‘Can I have some?’ The following goes on. I'd like to have some of your arteries too. ‘Cheap drunks!’ You think you can afford the cheap in the wildest of your dreams. The netizens had a gala day sharing memes amongst themselves. I have become a laughingstock. It ranges from hilarious to disgustingly vulgar. For what? For outspeaking and spitting facts at a jerk's face. For standing up by the side of a vampiress who is forced to become his sex slave. For having opinions that do not reconcile. For wanting to be admired.

“I cannot wait for the day Vera good gets into a fight and Eden would not be there!” “That day will be brutal” I closed the laptop. I opened it again immediately and refreshed. There was a meme now. Someone had taken a part of the video and turned it into a GIF, the exact moment Erica had me by the hair and my face was doing something undignified, and put it side by side with a stock image of a cat being held by the scruff. The account that posted it had no profile picture, no followers, no posts except this one. I knew who made it. WREN!

I couldn't help myself as I doubled over in laughter at how ridiculous he was being. "Caden knows what's up!" He looked over at Luke's eight-year-old nephew who began doing the same thing, then gave him a high five. I rolled my eyes and went back to picking at my salad. "Holy shit! What's in these deviled eggs!?" We suddenly heard someone cry out. We turned to see Kyle with tears and snot running down his face. "Emma, get me water!" "Oh no, did you eat one of the ones with a toothpick?" Paige rushed over. "Gigi marked those for her and me!"

The sound of Diva's laughter filled the dining hall as she was looking at something in her phone in hand. Blaze furrowed his eyebrows and said, "Can't you lower your volume?" He was having a peaceful time while having his breakfast until Diva interrupted him. "You have to see this, Blaze." Diva couldn't stop giggling as she showed him her phone screen which had a funny meme on it. Blaze just watched it for a split second before turning his gaze back to his meal. "I don't find memes funny," he deadpanned.

“Nope, it’s the same perfume I always wear.” I scrunch my nose as I look at her. “Well, did you mix it with something else?” “Umm, no,” Shelby replies as she looks at me with one eyebrow arched. I lean back in my chair, trying to inhale as much unscented air as I can. Vienna lifts a cover off one of the plates. I see deviled eggs that are sprinkled with paprika. The smell is horrible, but I still feel my mouth salivating. I hurriedly pick one up and shove it in my mouth. As soon as the soft yolk hits the back of my throat, I feel like my stomach is doing a somersault. I quickly push the chair back and rush to the bathroom.

Melvin burst into laughter at my reaction. "What the fuck was that?!" "Ok, the first one you ate was earthworm flavoured, the second one was pickle, and the last one was literally trash." I was about to attack him when he said, "Ok it wasn't trash! It was expired boiled egg." At that moment I felt sick. "Woah! Don't throw up!" He handed me a glass of champagne. "Drink up." I scanned him. This could be another trick for all I knew.

The digital world was abuzz with newfound fascination. Fan accounts dedicated to the enigmatic "Evie" had sprung up like wildflowers after a spring rain. Photos of me, often taken from my public appearances, were paired with heartfelt captions and hashtags that speculated about my connection to Timothy. The hashtag #Tevie was trending more than usual, and I could already guess why.

“Oh thank God, backup. Jackson, explain memes to your boyfriend. He doesn’t understand why anyone would care about a woman yelling at a cat.” “It’s not that I don’t care,” Frost protested. “I just don’t understand the context. Is this a human realm inside joke? Did something happen with this specific woman and cat?” I couldn’t help but laugh, dropping my bag by the door. “Frost, it’s just a meme. It doesn’t have to make sense. That’s kind of the point.” “But—” “Nope.” Maya held up a hand. “We’re moving on. Next meme.” She scrolled down, and Frost leaned in closer, his expression adorably perplexed.