Its Chewsday Innit Novels & Stories

"Open up." Lorenzo raised an eyebrow, his dark eyes searching hers for two long seconds before he actually complied. The second the candy hit his tongue, the persistent itch in his throat vanished. Even the chaotic energy in his mind started to level out. A flash of genuine surprise crossed his handsome face. "You..." "Herbal candy. You looked pathetic, so this one's on the house," Chloe said casually, that trademark lazy grin tugging at the corner of her mouth.

Chocolate of course, took a thousand pictures of us, Mel and I being about nine hundred of them before my phone begins to blare up with comments. Is that a topaz gemstone collar??? Carl's wearing a fucking gold collar! I want one too!! Channing is wearing a fucking citrine stone collar! You know how expensive that shit is?! Strawberry has never failed to disappoint. I mean, look at him rocking my two year allowance around his neck. That's got to be real pearl, right? I look up at Chocolate who's scrolling so fast on his phone it's crazy he even knows what he's doing, "What are they talking about?"

she shrugged, "And this was the only thing I could find. Can you believe they charge twenty-five dollars for gummy worms?" "Jade, go watch your movie; I'll call the chef." "No," she moaned through a mouth full of gelatin, "Don't drag him up here on Christmas Eve." "Well, I'm not gonna let you survive off of candy. What would you have me do?" ━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦○◦━

I asked, eyeing it suspiciously. “Open it.” I peek inside and my jaw actually drops. It’s full of candy. Not just any candy, my favorite candy. Sour gummy worms, chocolate-covered pretzels, those weird strawberry things I can never remember the name of but always buy anyway, and even those little caramel squares that stick to your teeth. Knox pulls out two pieces and slides them across the table. “For every question you get right, you get a reward.” My entire mood does a complete one-eighty. I sit up straighter and grab the candy like it’s made of gold. “Are you serious right now?”

Klein's Mansion, “Uncle Morgan, aren't we going to see grandpa today?” Cherry whined, as she tilted her head, to look at Morgan's face. “No,” he replied with a grim expression. “But I want to see grandpa today, won't grandpa scold you for not coming to see him ?” She asked, while trying to jump down from Morgan's laps. “Don't you want to eat Candies anymore?” “ I love candies so much, Mum said candies would spoil my teeth, but I don't believe mummy, I'll keep on eating them. Uncle, can you get me more candies and chocolates ?” she begged, as she pouted her small cute lips.

Liiza's POV Do you know that type of awkward moment when you are with your friends but then they start embarrassing you? Well that's the situation I'm in right now. You don't understand? Well let me explain to you. By 'My Life' I meant chocolate. Zach was holding my most wanted chocolate. TWIX! I haven't taken this for the past 8hours. God! I missed it. I ran to Zach, and instead of hugging him, I snatched the packet of twix.

she breathed heavily, "I think I'll like them because I like hotdogs. I also have these thirst-quenchers from Mike Donald's and I've tried this Wintermelon MikeFreeze before and I bought this again because I really like it, so, without further ado, let's get eatin'!" She started eating the big burgers first then smiled happily at the camera while chewing the food inside her mouth. You can hear the sound of her chewing the food and her slightly gagging when the food hits her throat. She then grabbed the fried chicken leg, dipping it into the gravy, and gave it a big bite. She sips on the glass where she pours the diet coke from the can to drown the meat inside her mouth. She pours the mustard

Call it our Girls Night because we’re definitely pampering ourself with those chocolate bars, chips, aaaaand ice cream! [ I swear I can never get enough of this toothpaste ice cream 🥹 I'm becoming you now 🥹🥹 ] I send him another text right after getting my snacks, smiling to myself seeing the picture I attach to the text- this tub of toothpaste ice cream.

I should ask him when he got in. Opening the pantry, I scanned the shelves. My stomach rumbled a little more. I was really hungry, but I wanted something tasty to munch on. I grabbed the first bag of chips my hand touched. A salty, cheesy smell hit my nose as I held the bag. "Oh man," I said, shaking my head. "I'm eating way too many of these." I knew I should be eating healthier, but the salty crunch was so tempting.

I'm holding two paper bags of food and a milkshake that's sweating through the cardboard, and my boyfriend is now rocking a vending machine in a maternity wing. He gives the machine one last shove. The pretzels drop. He holds them up like a trophy and says nothing, because he doesn't have to, because he's insufferable. Chloe's room smells like flowers and disinfectant. It’s not a great combination. She's sitting up, hair scraped back, in a robe with a pattern I'd describe as "aggressively calm." "Please tell me you got it." I hand over the bag. She looks inside and makes a noise I have genuinely never heard a wellness influencer make.