Mahjong Party Comic Novels & Stories

In the afternoon, the door of the ward was opened, and Linda came in curiously. "What are you guys doing? I heard Maria’s laughter from outside..." Maria waved at her with a smile, "They are playing Dou Di Zhu (a popular card game)." Linda came over with a smile, confused. "If it's them playing, then why are you so happy?" "Hahaha..." Maria’s face was almost wreathed in smiles, her eyes lit up. "Because my husband won, I'm the one who gets the money. How can I not be happy?"

It's pathetic! He dropped that bomb and strutted off before I could fire back. I could hardly believe my ears that such boneheaded words came from the man I have loved for years. His so-called 'cozy winter promos' were just a table with free cups of cheap black coffee and some giveaway gloves out front. The coffee often went cold, untouched, and those gloves ended up in the street bin. However, Seth, of course, thought they were pure gold. Somehow, I was the one cashing in on Lily's ideas!

Jason replied, popping a piece of gum into his mouth. "Excuse me?" I froze, eyes widening in shock. Jared brushed it off with a wave. "Relax, it's euros. Let's go. Over there's a mahjong table, and next to it, a crowded poker table. I'm betting the prize pool's huge. I'll pick you up when something goes wrong." Euros didn't make a difference. When something go wrong? Do I have any more luck buffers? You have no luck boosters left.

He flicked her chin up and smiled. "Let's go in babe, we don't wanna ruin Joon's party do we?", he winked and left her standing there for a second before she came running back in at his side. Minjae linked their arms together and they went in. The club was booming with loud music and it took her a hot minute to spot the two standing in one corner, laughing softly to themselves. A/N: CUE TO PLAY MMMH

Megumi replied coming out from Alfi”s bracelet. “Please make us some roasted chicken OK? We have some special guests here.” Alfi said. “OK! Oh, so that perv is the guest eh?” Megumi said pointing to Koji in disgust. “Hey, he is a perv as well! In fact, his obscenity level is higher than me!” Koji exclaimed pointing Alfi irritated. Megumi leaves the arcade to the kitchen giggling. Later, they have taken their seat at the dining table in the gourmet restaurant (In Pinto of course). The food”s already served and they enjoy the meal. They also are having fun chatting and laughing together.

Abhi arrived at the house, the front door slightly ajar, creaking softly as he pushed it open. The living room was filled with an unexpected sight: Rajeev and Gnapika seated on the floor, engrossed in a game of Mancala. The wooden board lay between them, dotted with colorful stones that they moved from one cup to another with quick, deliberate motions. Rajeev's face was alight with joy, his laughter mingling with Gnapika's as they strategized their next moves.

i beg him "Fine but if your daddies find out then it's all on you" remi huff and go to buy me some well needed candy. Remi got me two chocolate bars and some gummy bears, i love remi and wolfie agree. "You guys are coming to the party?" Jamie ask joining us. "Yeah we will" eva says "Count me in" dustin add "What party?" i ask clueless "The masons birthday party, it's like the bigest party every year." Jamie inform me. I had no idea who the masons is. Eva must have taken pitty on my confused look and explains.

he asked softly. I nodded, unable to help the grin spreading across my face. “More than ready.” “Good,” Jimmy said, rubbing his hands together mischievously. “Because we planned something.” I blinked. “What kind of something?” Megan practically vibrated where she stood. “A mini welcome-home party! With drinks, games, food… and maybe a slightly illegal amount of confetti.” “Megan,” Jonathan said dryly. “Confetti isn’t illegal.” “It is if the landlord said ‘no more cleaning fees.’”

>>> We walked out of the cafeteria into the blinding sunlight, the spring breeze catching the edge of my denim jacket, and Aaric—annoying as ever—walking beside me with his hands in his pockets, wearing that smug smile like he just saved the world. I glanced at him. “A hundred people? Tops?” “C’mon,” he said, not even a little bit sorry. “It’s just a party.” I responded with a small pinch to his side, right under his varsity jacket that probably cost more than two months of my rent. “Aw,” he laughed. “That’s abuse.” “Your fault,” I said, pinching him again—this time at his waist. “Didn’t say a word. ‘Was gonna tell me tonight’? What do you think I am, a Marvel post-credit scene?”

She hiccupped. “Thanks, Underwood. Anyway, I have kept you guys waiting too long, come in and join the party. I need to find Martin anyway.” She finally detached herself from the gate and led us in. The display and vibe of this party were far better than those of the pool party they had the last time I was here. The music was loud, I could feel the buzz of vibration under the soles of my feet. The white light bulbs were off and in their place were red, blue, and green decorative that cast enough light to see one's own hands but the lights didn’t quite lighten the entire space so there were dark corners where I could see many seniors making out. The crowd here was more than the last time too,