Ensaladera Novel Tupperware の小説・ストーリー

And just like that, he was gone. Hade followed, wordless, picking up the last luggage before disappearing out the door. Jarred and I exchanged a look, then shrugged at the same time. “Are we bringing this or nah?” he asked, pointing at the Tupperware on the counter. “Yes, we are. Eat if you want—Shiloh made that.” Jarred popped open the sandwiches and took one without hesitation. I handed him a paper bag for the rest, and he packed them up. “Let’s go,” I commanded.

Dell asked the both of them as he walked downstairs “Guys how the hell did I forget that I bought a pack of orange juice and Budak noodles” Jade muttered walking down with a big nylon “Budak noodles?” Esther asked in excitement as she rushed to Jade and took the nylons from him “Are you that excited?” Jade laughed as Esther poured everything on the table and there was so many orange juice and noodles, “Wow, there are so many, should we make some for lunch?” Dell asked and Esther nodded in excitement

The scene was so hilarious that Teddy still found them laughing when she came back with that plastic, she had brought a glass of juice for herself which almost fell because of seeing her family cracking their lungs😂. She gave her mom the plastic and sat down. There was a variety of chocolates, lindor, ferrero rocher, lindt, and Teuscher from Switzerland, with some chilli BBQ lays, sweet chilli, doritos, and drinks. She gave them a packet of chips to share, and gave them 2 sets of chocolates each, Susan and Teddy. Teddy and Susan wanted the lies, they gave each other that look when she gave them the other type?. "Hahahaha! You wanted the lays I can see... Forget! This is mine, so sorry guys,

“Careful, those are hot and oozing stuff out the sides.” “That means you did it right.” Chase peeked inside the bag she’d dropped on his lap. Two bundles wrapped in white parchment paper, two single-serving packages of nacho cheese Doritos and two Heath bars. When she shoved two bottles of grape soda in the beverage holders, he gave her a dubious look. “How’d you know this is exactly what I would’ve gotten?” “Lucky guess?” She twisted the top on a bottle of soda. “Or maybe there’s an index card that lists Sundance’s own PBR bull rider Chase McKay’s favorites! on the wall by the hot food section.”

Andrew offered her his arm. With their attendant guiding them, they reached the expansive veranda in time to find the shade umbrellas being closed and removed so guests could sit and enjoy an unobstructed view of the sunset over the water. A buffet service was provided, and included delectable crab soup, fluffy Spanish rice, sweet-spicy mango salsa for topping seafood tacos and enchiladas, Spanish style shark and shrimp and finally, tortillas and sopapillas so soft and fluffy they were like eating cotton candy.

I guessed it right. “How?” “The food smells different from the pack maid’s cooking, so I figured.” “Does it smell weird?” she asked, worried. “Oh no, I mean it smells heavenly. I can’t wait to taste it.” She opened the basket, revealing goodies: a sandwich, chicken salad, dips and nachos, spring rolls, and a lemon cooler, perfect for the hot weather.

Wendy hurriedly asked, “Then, can I skip dinner now and eat my food when I am hungry later?” Jennifer replied, “We only have half an hour to finish our meal. After that, someone will come and collect the tupperwares in half an hour. They will also keep count of the number of tupperwares they collect. If you do not want to eat now, you can pour your food into your washbasin and eat it when you are hungry tonight.”

“What?” She pointed at the drawer. Empty. Not aesthetically empty, with two organic granola bars left behind for decoration. Actually empty. There was one open packet of almonds with three nuts left inside and a birthday-cake protein bar nobody had touched since February because it tasted like a candle with financial problems. I opened the top cabinet. No crackers. The bottom cabinet. No chips. The fridge contained nothing but sparkling water, oat milk, half a lemon, and Nina’s yogurt, labeled with her name in capital letters because Tess had eaten it once and called it “a community resource.”

“You are clearly amused.” “I hold no amusement.” His smile blooms fully beneath the office overhead lights, unmissable and soft. “Your stomach is the one laughing.” Jenny’s fingertip brushes the metal wire twist tie sealing the takeout sack, cool hard metal digging faintly into her palm as she unfolds the closure to open the bag fully. Two white plastic food containers sit nested inside: one filled with glazed spare ribs, the second packed with steamed rice. Thick dark brown sweet-sour sauce pools along the bottom of the rib container, thin wispy steam curling upward to form tiny white fog clouds just beneath her chin.

Stella set our food in front of us and I watched as Adley eyed the steaming cobbler greedily, like a goblin who had just spotted a trove of gold. Instead of my usual bacon grilled cheese and tomato soup combo, Stella had swapped the soup for a large basket of nachos. Sour cream drizzled down the sides while thin sliced jalapeno filled the air with a spicy scent. The smell of cumin and chili powder filled the air around us, beckoning to my empty stomach. A glass of sweet-tea sat in front of me, condensation licking down the sides of the glass. “Let me know if you enjoy them nachos, Andy cooked em’ up special for ya.” Stella grinned, leaving the two of us to eat. “Got yourself an admirer, they