Romans & histoires Hot Dog Guy X Gumball

I turned to see a really hot guy smiling at me. "Is it good?" He asked. "Yeah." I nodded. "If I buy you another one.. can I have your number?" He asked and I guess he doesn't read the news or even see my ring. I just shrugged and continued to eat. He got up and he really buy another hotdog for me and for him. I saw Deandre coming to me when the guy gave me the hotdog. Deandre looking at me confused and the guy sat beside me. "You must be hungry." The guy chuckled looking at me and I just ignored him but thanks for the free hot dog anyway. Deandre came to us and sat beside the guy and he was just enjoying his hotdog while looking at me.

He's still on the phone, standing in a corner a few feet away from the hot dog stand, perhaps so I won't be able to hear him. "I'll call you back, Edward." He puts his phone into the pocket of his shorts as he takes one of the jumbo hot dog. "You got the special jumbo?" I nod and smile, "The guy said it's his special sauce and it's only 50 cents extra so," I shrug and have my first bite. "Mhmmmm it's so gooood!" So glad I spent that extra 50 cents! It's freaking delicious! He looks uncomfortable despite chewing his food. What's his problem? Not to his liking?

Douchbag. Xavier missed the first try, missed the second and got the third, the guy handed us a stuffed angry bird that looks like it was dieing from starvation. What the chocolate. "I will try again." Xavier hands the guy another fifty bucks. This time Xavier got the first missed, got the second and missed the third. The game guy then hand us a stuffed cat in no better condition as the angry bird. I think this guy is not a animal lover. All the animals are in a severe condition. Well except the blue big prized dolphin.

Theirs ended. When Bobby entered the Quickmart after work he saw the same scowling attendant who’d worked last night, Russ Givens. The one who’d “cut him a break” by giving him a Pepsi for half off after the sale. The guy Bobby must’ve mistakenly given that weird coin to.

We tried on every food stall, played every game, rode every carnival ride, and tried every activity there was to do. The night went by swiftly. Hade and I sat down on one of the park benches as we chewed on our hotdogs. I think I was too excited with my hotdog because I started choking. Hade immediately gave me the drink we bought with the hotdogs and I chugged shamelessly. I heard Hade chuckle and I glared at him. He smiled warmly in return. "I'll get you another drink, hang on," he said as he reached for the empty cup. He planted a quick kiss on my forehead before disappearing into the crowd.

Quickly handing the cup to him, Xavia stuttered, “I-if you like it so much, you can have the entire thing…!” Knowing how embarrassed she already was, Zivon simply chuckled before opening the hotdog bag… But when he saw ten whole hotdogs inside, he paused for a moment before helplessly saying, “…Do you think I’m starving or something…? Anyway, you like hotdogs too, right…? Let’s have them together…” …Did he have to put it that way…?! Unable to help herself, Xavia gulped before replying, “I-I no longer like eating hotdogs!”

"Plus, Liam said he was grabbing provisions." Right on cue, a tall guy with shaggy blonde hair pushed through the crowd. He wore a vintage flannel shirt over a white tee and a fresh pair of black and white Nike Dunks that somehow survived the sticky floor. He held three small plastic cups filled with bright red gelatin. "Provisions secured," Liam announced, handing a cup to Tessa before offering one to me. "Cherry vodka jello. These are lethal, proceed with caution." "Thank God," Tessa said, grabbing a cup.

, he went to a fast food restaurant where he placed an order for two double cheeseburgers, a huge order of fries, and a double thick chocolate malt. Before heading back to his secret hideout under the earth, he made a second visit to a convenience store and purchased a number of candy bars. Gwen was dolefully contemplative as she sat on the sofa in the same spot where he had left her. As soon as she detected the whiff of food, you could see a change in her demeanor. "Dinner and dessert," he added as he placed the bag with the burgers and fries on her lap, then he placed the malt and the bag with the candy bars on the end table. "Dinner and dessert," he repeated. She tore into the sack while

Chance answered on behalf of Dr Tyson and decided to head back. Next stop was a roadside hotdog stall, that Chance claimed to be his favorite. Dr Tyson was reluctant, due to unhygienic tendencies of roadside stalls, but after much coercion from Chance, Dr Tyson finally agreed to take a bite. Except he didn’t just stop at one bite, and finished two hot dogs in a row. “Okay, before you finish off the whole stock, I don’t have that much money on me.” Chance interupted Dr Tyson mid-bite. “I can pay.” Dr Tyson shrugged.

"I'd say, 'I know you are, but what am I?' but that probably wouldn't make much sense. It would be exactly like Edwarde or anything. to an s................... I am rubber and you are glue. My lips purse into a grin. Gummy bear? he inquires. Before I understand he's really asking if I want some sweets, I wait for the punch line. Steve takes a few and swallows them. Gum bear? Discuss about changing the topic. I'm speechless right now. First of all, I've never seen a guy who keeps gummy bears in his pocket. Secondly, weren't we just engaging in some weird, juvenile kind of witty banter? Then, however, a brief memory bursts into my consciousness. that sweet