Pasta Pick Up Line の小説・ストーリー

The pizza doesn’t taste as good as when it was first delivered but with the help of this incredible creation—garlic sauce—it made the pizza taste pretty immaculate. I didn’t reply to Lance’s message and I just went ahead and ate while still feeling happy about the fact that he misses me. I just didn’t know what to say to him and while I was chewing, my head’s thinking about something else to say to him. I kept on creating some pickup lines in my head but they were all corny and just not that good. I ended up typing the most obvious reply. Me: I miss you too. I stared at the words for a long while hoping that I’d think of something good to say but there’s really nothing that’s coming inside m

“You’re fucking beautiful.” I laughed, sliding into the chair across him. “You clean up pretty nice yourself. No hospital gown tonight?” He smirked, sitting down. “Thought I’d upgrade. You like?” “Very much, you look… dangerous.” “Good dangerous, I hope,” he teased, handing me a menu. “Hungry?” “Starving,” I said, scanning the options. “What’s good here?” “Everything,” he said. “But the pasta’s killer. Want to try it?”

She said as she approached me, she wanted to hug me but i slightly stepped back "Morning " I said "Err.. Well.. I am cooking your favourite dish, i called your mom and she told that you love eating pasta sprinkled with garlic " Kayla said while smiling revealing her white teeth "I am sorry i can't eat it, i will take muffin with peanut butter instead " I said "But why?? trust me, you will like it.. I make it Specially for you.. Plss " She sadly and i sighed "My mom told you my favourite dish is pasta sprinkled with garlic?? I asked and she nodded

“Yes. Because I called dibs. You don’t mess with fridge dibs.” “I was hungry,” he said, like that was a viable defense in court. “And I was emotionally attached. You almost started a war.” “I put it back.” “Yeah, after I caught you holding it like you were about to propose.” Micah smirked. “It was a tender moment.” I rolled my eyes and grabbed a fork. “I’ve been thinking about this pasta all day. I mentally committed. I skipped lunch for this.” “Sounds healthy.” “I didn’t say smart committed.”

and I knew exactly what he meant even without words. “Marco, wait!” I called out, desperate to buy time. He turned back, curiosity etched across his face. “What is it?” “Can… can you get me my favorite? The pasta from that little Italian place? Where we had our first date.., I am craving that,” I daid. hoping to delay him even a moment longer. His brow furrowed, but he nodded begrudgingly. “Fine. I’ll be quick,” he said, stepping out the door.

Not assuming. Not demanding anything from me except an answer that belongs entirely to me. “I’m free tonight,” I say quietly. “Dinner sounds nice.” His shoulders relax, a slow smile forming — not triumphant, not smug. Just warm. “Really?” “Really.” His smile grows a little wider. “Good. I’ll pick you up around seven? Nothing fancy. I thought we could go to that small place near the valley. The one that makes fresh pasta.” I nod. “I like that place.”

"Dramatic much?" "You try surviving Veyra’s wrath," he shot back, following me out the door. "Then we’ll see who’s dramatic." ********** The cafeteria was bustling, the hum of conversation and clattering of trays filling the air. The scent of garlic and tomatoes hit me as soon as we walked in, my stomach growling in response. "Pasta," I declared, heading straight for the line. "With extra cheese. And bread." Charlie groaned in agreement, rubbing his hands together. "And soda," he said, his voice fervent. "Cold. Fizzy. Like the nectar of the gods."

My phone blared up I turned angrily to the phone thinking it was MR ANNOYING PANTS but it was Tiana calling, I quickly picked it up and her voice rang through the phone calming me down, “If your plan was to make me wait or want you more, just know you won okay baby, just come over already” I smiled, “If that was my plan, I guessed it worked” Chuckling, “yes it did….. why aren't you here yet?” Thinking I decided to use the situation to my advantage, “I changed my mind, I'm busy right now” “Oh really,” I could hear her smile. “Yes really, maybe tomorrow? That's if I'm free” “Well I hope your free, Perché mi manca il sapore della tua figa” (“because I miss the taste of your pussy”)

Time passes During lunch break, I sat with Samar in the cafeteria. The man was a great cook and today he made his special pasta for me. I snached his box and ate all his pasta. “This is cheating” “Everything is fair in love and pasta” I ate his pasta and gave his box back to him. "Wow!! I think his wife will be some model" One of the girls shouted, who was sitting next to our table. "but I want to be with him" "Looking at his body structure he will be good in bed, god look at his body I search him on internet his six pack abs"

“Pasta sounds good.” _______