Its Chewsday Innit Novels & Stories

The door shuts and I pull on my seatbelt. "These chips are good," Jayden mumbles as she crunches through a mouthful of the spicy corn chips. I open the bag of tortillas and tuck into them myself, though I'm not that hungry. I glance down at Jayden's necklace again.

she helplessly sighs, still feeling depressed. =============================== A few weeks passed. It's weekend, and it's Cherish's day off at work. She woke up at almost noon, and now, she's eating her brunch. And while she's eating, she started checking her social medias to check the trending news for that day. She thoughtfully frowned when she saw a link , and once she clicked it, it talks about the latest news about MORSE. She almost choked on her food when she finally read the full article...

Maybe even the best flavor out there. He bought some other things, placed them in my lap and started up the engine. My thighs heat up from the warm food, McSlap is a great restaurant. My favorite in the entire town. They offer so many options. "I can't believe you still like mint chocolate chips." I moan around the taste, "I refuse to believe you don't. Have you tried it? It is delicious." "It's basically frozen toothpaste."

I did not infact want any of it, save for the few mango flavored candy, oh and the sour patch packets, but I could not, in my right mind let her have all that sugar. “No way, I did all the work.” That much I could not argue with. Angie was leaning on the couch-not sitting- as she ate a bowl of gelato with ketchup. Urrgh. The horror. “Mummy screamed when she saw a chainsaw man.” Heidi promptly announced, Angie snorted. “Look at all the candy I got. I’m going to have so many cavities!” “first off, It was the terrifier and well…he was terrifying, second, that candy is gonna last you till you turn eighteen.” Heidi wasn’t even listening.

Surprised that he had paid attention to that. “Ok, I think I’ll take you up on that.” My stomach growled and I knew if I didn’t have something in my belly, I wouldn’t be able to sleep. I grabbed my purse and grabbed a handful of marshmallows from the baggie I had stashed in my purse. Some carried drugs in their bags, I carried marshmallows. I popped two in my mouth. A choking sound made my head snap up. Kade patted his chest before letting out a laugh. “Are those marshmallows?” Shock was evident all over his face.

"Chels is still asleep." I walked over, setting my bag on the counter. "Dragon fruit? Fancy. Did we win the lottery?" Chase shrugged, popping a slice of the expensive pink fruit into his mouth. "She went grocery shopping this morning before she crashed. Said she got an advance." "An advance," I repeated, the words tasting weird in my mouth. My eyes drifted to the counter. Usually, this space was empty. Maybe a loaf of bread and a jar of peanut butter. Today, it looked like a Whole Foods display aisle.

She had not. It was almost last call when I coerced Axle into heading back to our motel. I didn’t know how I was going to fix things with Charlotte, but I was certain lack of sleep wasn’t going to help me. As we were walking out to the Hummer, we passed through a cloud of pot smoke. It was coming from the same college idiots that had set me on edge with Charlotte earlier, the group of them were leaning against the side of the building smoking. I was just going to leave and forget they existed when their conversation reached my ears.

"Glad to hear. I'll be there soon." I glanced at the assortment of snacks I'd picked up earlier: Lay's Poppables Sweet Potato Sea Salt chips, a new release that had caught my eye , and a selection of Utz pretzels, their familiar packaging evoking memories of countless road trips . Mia had a penchant for these, and I hoped they'd bring her some comfort after her long day.

I refused to eat anything for the next three days. I felt like I was going mad from the extended isolation. I spent my days curled up against the corner of the empty room, oscillating between laughing maniacally and crying. I had lost count of how many times the door opened. However, it was not Jakob who showed up this time but Xavier instead. “Grace, eat something.” His voice was calm, but I could sense a hint of irritation underneath it that he must not have realized.

What she didn't know was which reasons were right. Hmm. Maybe I could do it for a year and see how it goes. * * * * The last day of spring branding quickly sped by. Chase was exhausted the last day and late to dinner, but too tired to care. He labored up the few short steps of the back porch and into the house. The scent of cooked meat and spices assailed his nostrils. He was so hungry he could taste the food melting in his mouth.