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I replied, stuffing the pizza into my mouth. After what felt like forever, he finally finished drying his hair and tossed the towel into the laundry basket. Then he hopped on the only clean spot on the bed, the rest was surrounded by snacks of all kinds. There were chips, chocolates, and who knows what else. And they're probably unhealthy too, because I saw one with a million percent calories while bringing them out of the bags. I think it's called Choko. Yes the name is Choko, it's a chocolate, just so you know. You know what's the best dessert for a woman? It's online shopping from a cheap site. Trust me, it's more satisfying than you'd think. I quickly cleaned up the bed, threw the empty

Zuriel’s animosity towards that harmless kitten was illogical, he huffed in anger. “It would be better if we just went to the zoo.” Instant dosage of sweetness was required to dissolve his bitterness in it. "Who wants ice cream?" Kids also got energized by my proposal. I grabbed Zuriel’s arm. “You are paying for this. Move!” Zuriel didn’t utter a single word; the ice-cream guy informed us. “Everything here is free. This fair is arranged by the President, so no need to pay.” “If this is the case, then I also want a chocolate chip cone.”

Darrion put the letter back and continued walking. There’s a small pastry stand every morning, in a livelier road after the deserted training ground road. The stand sells pastries of salty and sweet. There’s this special one that is filled with vegetables. The pastries looked almost as round as croquettes, but the outer skin is layered like croissants. It is crunchy and delicious, only for twenty copper each. Shoru absolutely loves this snack, so they buy it everyday while on their way to the office for her. But she isn’t the only fan. Darrion also likes it.

I said smiling I was happy for my best friend that she was in a happy relationship. Later that night I was in the kitchen making my favorite dessert of all time homemade Churros with some chocolate syrup on the side just like how my mother always made it. I grabbed one churro from the plate and dipped it into the chocolate syrup then took a huge bite out of it savoring the delicious sweet flavor. "It smells so good what did you make Hallle." Brody asked walking into the dining room he grab a churro and ate a small piece of it.

I glared at him "I have practice for the Battle." "Well I have too, let's take turn." "I don't want to." "What?" "You heard me sunshine." "Argh." "Who wants churros?" Mason asked to Ashley and Michael. They both looked at us weirdly and they both raised their hands "Come on." They all stand up and Mason lead the way to the churros section around the corner. I sighed. I still sit down on the chair and just enjoy the breeze while eating ice cream

LIES It was the churros. I blame the churros for that day. Class had just ended for the day, and i was going to skip the other classes, when I had a sudden and very random craving for churros. And the food truck that sold churros happened to be stationed at the parking lot that led to his office. And I swear the craving had nothing to do with him, I was not expecting to see him, I assumed he had other classes.

My gaze drifts toward the desserts on the two separate trays — one carrying batches of churros with chocolate dips, the other displaying Swiss rolls and cake slices beautifully adorned with whipped cream and buttercream. “Whitney, do you enjoy churros too?” Carmen asks, prompting me to shift my gaze to her. Not sure what she means, I nod — that’s all I ever seem to do, always nodding. Still, I reply, “Yeah, they’re great snacks, I think.” She chuckles, straightening after setting down the last tray. “Well, they’re your husband’s favorite dessert. Carl’s been obsessed with them since we were kids.” I swallow a soft lump, absorbing this piece of information I didn’t ask for. Nonetheless, my ga

Julian said, dropping a warm, grease-stained paper bag onto the bench beside me. I looked up, squinting because of the sun and reached into the bag. The scent of sweet cinnamon and baked butter hit me instantly. "Are these... churros?" "Imported cinnamon, fried dough, extra sugar," Julian grinned, taking a seat beside me and stretching his long legs out over the gravel path. "Just like that food truck near the hospital. The one you used to bribe me with when I wouldn't do your inventory sheets."

As I was strolling I saw a stall that sells I squint my eyes to see what is written on the board. Churros. It is shape like a pretzel. I went there and bought one piece. There is a dipping sauce which is chocolate. I sat down on the bench beside the stall and eat this so called churros. That's where Gideon found me 20 minutes later. "How many of that did you eat love?" "This is my fourth one. " I mumble "Come on love let's walk. I'll hold the sauce for you. I want to visit one of the shops here."

We went inside and yes it's all food. "What do you want to eat first? Italian? New Yorkn? American? Thailand? Vietnam?" He asked as he looked at me "Let's just try it all." I smiled and he nodded "Uwaaa Churros." I said and Alex stopped walking. He still holding my hand. "Churros one please." I ordered. After the staff give me the churros. I give it to Alex first and he nodded and smiled. "Delicious?" "Hmm." He nodded and muched. He take one and give it to me. Hmmm yummy.