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she said and continued savoring her creamy and cheesy chicken pie. “How about the name?” Her heart rate was erratic as Claire took a moment to remember. He was the only lead she has left to regain her hazy memories from the accident. “Elian? Ellery? Right, Elliot Sphene.” “I hope that’s not a fake name either.” “Hey! He seems polite and not the type to lie their way out.” “Right, not everybody is like me,” Ava said, rolling her eyes. When she saw Claire purse her lips from across her, she smiled. “It’s a force of habit, okay? I’m working on it. Now we can enjoy our lunch.”

The driver opened the door for them, and Pia led her inside with a gentle touch on her arm. They sat at a corner table. The waiter approached with a polite smile. “Good afternoon, Señoras. What would you like to order?” Pia looked at Kathalina. “What do you feel like?” “I don’t know… something light. Pasta, maybe?” “Perfect. Two plates of pasta, one steak, fresh juice, and a bottle of sparkling water,” Pia ordered smoothly. Kathalina raised her eyebrow. “That sounds like a lot.” “You need strength,” Pia said simply, offering a small smile.

-Karen- The pink pixie hopped off my shoulder and patted the table twice. I set the goblet down and sighed. “Each drink's color has meaning.” The little pixie said, catching me off guard. “Clear water to help clear the mind. Wine is the color of passion and green is the color of growth. Not surprisingly, you're a very passionate person who puts others first. But there is a drawback to that- You lack balance and that causes different types of chaos for you.”

When he found out, there were other schools in this area. "One order of passion fruit green tea with rainbow jelly and one order of blueberry cheesecake." When he looked back at what was on the counter his saliva almost dripped. What the fuck ?! Are all men pogi? He can no longer count how many pogi he sees here. "Miss you okay?" She got back in the right mood because the man waved at her. It smiled at him. He smiled at it too. "Please wait a minute and we'll just serve your order." Something reached out to his receipt. He just nodded and went to the table for two next to the glasswall.

[FIVE YEARS AGO..] “Pink boxes, pink ribbons, pink cards, pink flowers.. Why everything is pink?” Carmina asked with a creased on her forehead. “I heard pink is not her favorite color” she added as she gave Sebastian a look. The guy stopped from arranging the flowers inside the box, surprised at what he just heard. But then, he shook his head and went back to what he was doing. “All girls loves pink,” he depended. “I don't like pink! Stop stereotyping. Not all girls loves pink just like not all men are cheaters!” Carmina quickly retaliated.

"Kevin told me yesterday that he thinks pineapple belongs on pizza and I need someone with actual sense to tell him he's wrong so I can send him the voice note." Jenna blinked and then laughed but this time, I knew it was real and she shook her head. "Absolutely not. Pineapple on pizza is an abomination. Why would he even think to do that? It should be a crime!” "That's what I said." “Give me your phone." I handed it over to her and she recorded a voice note scolding him on the importance of flavours and her eyes got brighter as she spoke. Viana was smiling across the table and I caught her eye and she looked away quickly but the smile stayed.

ZURI POV "Please stand as we move to the next round. Vaals, Glortinon, blue. Peulo, Kea, red. Earth, Cok, yellow. Frole, Hassin, orange. Makskin, Bronkark, Shikaz, green. Please take your seats your second course will be gund bread," the male announcer says with his amplified voice and we stand up.

There were red, crimson, pink, white and orange. While looking around, Kylie briefly explained the flowers Celine pointed out. "The most fragrant rose is this one, the Princess Rose," she said, touching a dark red rose. "Hey, there are names, anyway?" Celine asked, surprised. "There are many, this white one is called Great White Rose, and the pink one is called Pertiwi Rose." "The red one is also a different name?" Celine approached a pot whose roses were about to bloom. She had never seen orange-coloured ones like that before. She thought it wasn't even a rose.

“Paxton is a fairy, and his power color is purple. That's why his hair and eyes are usually purple. All of his magic is purple, like his portal. Pax has this thing where when he gets too excited, his powers kinda explode out of him in this quick burst of purple sparkles, and it covers everything in its vicinity. Your room would be covered from top to bottom in purple sparkles, and it would be a pain to clean up. It sticks to everything!” Art said, and the Omega's blush deepened. He made an adorable noise that sounded similar to a puppy whining as he covered his face. “Oh, I'm sorry! I love your sudden sparkle bursts?” Art said, scooping the Omega off the ground and into his arms.

Paityn noticed the overly muscular man, at least in her opinion, go join his friends at the table as hazel eyes continued to order. “Yes, it is but she has some help and she prefers to keep busy.” “Yes, of course.” “What kind would you and your friends like? I recommend the blueberry muffins. That’s usually the favorite.” Paityn asked politely. “Maybe, but what is your favorite?” He asked leaning, one arm against the counter awaiting her answer like he doesn’t have a care in the world. “Personally, I’m partial to cranberry orange. But I’m biased. Cranberry is my favorite color and orange is my favorite fruit.” Paityn suddenly feels embarrassed for giving too much information about herself he