Life Hands You Lemons Meme Novels & Stories

’ ಥ‿ಥ Levi did not even bat an eye as his words did a shameless 180-degree turn, “My darling is so good looking. Of course, he’d look good wearing any color.” Cordia daddy, Cordia mommy and Maery, “…” ‘Why is there suddenly a taste of dog food in my mouth?’ ಠ_ಠ Noah, “…” (⁄ ⁄> ﹏ <⁄ ⁄) Ah, ah! This husband of his was too embarrassing! Noah tried to pull his hands away from Levi’s big ones, which were kneading and pinching and playing with his hands as if he was a plushie. But this big shameless thing refused to let go!

"Unless you want to put it to your drink right now, so I don't have trouble finding out what will happen tomorrow. How's that? Besides, twenty-four hours is not that long before you gain back your memory." Liam raised his two hands in the air, signaling for a discussion retreat. His cousin knows that he will not change his mind when he decides on things. Liam put down the glass and took the black envelope, then greeted him and walked out the door, leaving him nothing but a whistle in the air.

“Ready Meme” “Ready bitch, let’s do this”, she says. Gabe and Spin get close enough for us to grab ahold of each other, and as Meme grabs my shoulders, I poke at her gut, causing her to giggle profusely and lose her balance before she falls backward off of Gabe’s shoulders and into the water.

This place is turning into a slime pit anyway. "I'll bet you get another job real soon," Emily called after her. Kaitlyn headed out the door with the security guard hot on her heels. "I hope so." But, two weeks later, she wasn't so sure. "I can't believe that asshole put the word out like that," she told her friend Liz. "He's ruining me." "Here. Have some of this. It will help us think better." She handed over a half gallon of salted caramel ice cream. "Ice cream cures everything."

When he saw me, he paused. “Mr Hanson! I’m pleased to see you.” I walked over with my hand extended. To be honest, I had no idea how to show this man respect. He probably deserved more from me than an outstretched hand, but considering how he carried himself—like a youngster without any care in the world—it was hard to not go overboard. Gregory seemed to be hit by realization before he switched his wine glass to the left hand and took my hand in a shake. “Anna Vendel? Wait, you were supposed to come today? Why wasn’t I reminded?”

“Let’s get smoothies.” We both walked up to a smoothie shop. Somewhere in the middle of the smoothie-maker blending the strawberry- banana smoothie, my stomach dropped with a realization. I forgot we had drama rehearsals. I forgot that we would never make it back to school in time if we trekked. But now I remembered. In the middle of a painfully loud blender blending up various fruits, I remembered. I looked at Liam. “A little extra lemon juice, if you can,” Liam said over the counter as he eyed the lemon in the smoothie-maker’s hand.

Leo squeezes my hand. “Anything you wan Noves”

VERA’S POV I like these silly little games, it’s fascinating and fun! To think that Jackson actually wanted to play around and goof off with me today… What better way could there be to welcome December with a heart full of laughter and love? I peeled the lemons quickly, giggling to myself at the challenge he had proposed. Without hesitation, I handed him one of the wedges. “Ready?” I asked with a raised brow, already bracing for the sting. He gave me that mischievous grin. “Always.”

Liam imagined crushing a toilet paper roll and was happy to get his desired reaction. "Wow!" Timothy's brows met. He remarked, "That is quite a firm grip, Mister Wright?" "Is it?" Liam asked. He looked back and gently shook Arthur's hand. He asked, "How is my handshake, Mister Lawson?" "It's -" Arthur remarked with a shrug. "It's normal, Mister Wright." "Let's try it again, Mister Cash," Liam offered. When he took Timothy's hand, he imagined crushing an apple. The entire time as he watched Timothy's face strained. His forehead wrinkled, and his lips were pressed tight!

"L-lemons?" May spared him a double take glance before going with the last chance Dylan might let her have, before he gets her head. "Lemons." She whispered to herself before sending a message to the ground. He caught the whiff of the lemon scent he anxiously hoped was right. For a moment, they both watched Dylan stand still without a reaction, his eyes on them like he was still waiting for the trick that had long been at play. "Why isn't he reacting?" he found himself mutter lowly to May.