Resident Evil 7 Dinner Novels & Stories

So, she took a bow and hurried out. The scent of roast chicken and potatoes made my mouth water, and I wasted no time. I moved the tray towards the seat and invited the Wilson siblings to join me. Everyone declined, except Jessi. And in no time, we finished the dinner of roast chicken, mashed potatoes, and gravy. I patted my full stomach as I relaxed back, now noticing that a certain pair of eyes had been watching me intently. devouring me with his eyes. "Ewww! Richard! I can hear your thoughts. You are so disgusting. How can you think of doing such things to her in our presence?" Jesse called out in a teasing voice.

Several flashes of lightning shined through the windows. “So, Victor, what’s on the dinner menu this evening?” Lexi asked. “Tomato soup as an appetizer and stuffed chicken breast with asparagus for the main course,” he said proudly. “That sounds terrific,” Lexi said with a smile. “What’s for dessert?” “Oh, I like to keep dessert as a surprise.” “Oh God, I guess Brock’s severed hand will be under the silver cover this time,” she quipped. Victor let a low chuckle. “No, Ms. Brown. It will be food this time….as far as I know.”

That day, Mom and Dad made dinner and went to knock on Talia's door again. "Talia, please open the door. Eat something. If you keep going like this without food or water, your body is going to give out. Tommy wouldn't want to see you like this." Dad's voice was pleading. The room stayed silent. Mom sighed and pushed against the door, only to find it was not locked. She pushed it open and stepped inside. The curtains were drawn tight, blocking out every trace of light. The air was thick with a stale, heavy smell of dust and smoke.

the butler announced. Dinner was turkey with curry sauce and mashed potatoes. The dining room was filled with the same people as usual: Kaelor, Sabriel, Virelle, Mae, James, and me. We all ate to our satisfaction. On the surface, dinner was peaceful. But nothing in that room felt truly peaceful. Sabriel kept smiling into her glass. Virelle barely touched her food. Kaelor spoke only when Mae asked him something, and James kept watching everyone like he was waiting for one of us to bleed first.

“She didn’t even try to argue. Just sat there, blank. She knows it’s over.” Sarah nodded. “Good.” But even as the sun set on Katrina’s reign of chaos, another question lingered in the back of Sarah’s mind. What now? That evening, Damon invited everyone to dinner. Not at a restaurant. Not at a high-profile venue. At the penthouse. The long table was filled with warmth—chicken roast, pasta, salad, laughter. Lucas recounted a story about Damon crashing a golf cart in his early twenties. Lou nearly choked on wine when Sarah mentioned Damon trying to cook eggs once and setting off the fire alarm.

How could I say no? “Okay, fine. Your super Angel can come,” I relented. “Yes!! Yeah!! Thanks, Mama!” Eva squealed happily, running upstairs on tiny feet. I knew my decision was too prompt, but Eva was happy. Besides, he could do no harm…we’d be present. *********************** The mouthwatering aroma coming from the dining room was heavenly. The dining table was set with savory roasted chicken, crisp salad toppings, mashed potatoes, pasta, and a sweet dessert to complement the meal.

“Good. Now that I know your reasoning and fears, I want you to be rest assured that I won't let the curse get to us. We will fight this together and break the curse” My eyes widened “How?” “I will tell you when I have an answer,” he replied. “Anything else?” He asked. I shook my head at him. “You get fresh. I will bring the dinner” I said to him. He smiled at me “Alright” Giving him a nod, I went outside and saw that former Luna Ashley had already placed the dinner tray outside. I took it inside and placed it on the table. Ezekiel joined me. “Thank you” I could feel his eyes on me as I served him dinner.

She probably lost her child and she had gone crazy. I found a deer and brought it home; I prepared our dinner and everything in the dining. I designed the table with flowers, and I also added candle lights. “What is this?” Zild suddenly came in and was confused when he saw the setup. Good thing I finished preparing the dinner. “For dinner, let’s eat?” He said none and sat, I served him raw meat and poured blood into his goblet. After that, I took my seat and I felt he was watching my movement. “What is this all about?”

Platters of venison, roasted meat, salmon, tomato peas and rice, pastries for dessert filled the table. As they delved in, they began to converse, and laughed over silly stuffs Zing said, despite the fact that Grey and Maya's heart were heavy with thoughts about the apocalypse. Every moment they spent, brought them closer to the apocalypse. Just then, Vivian walked in, joining them at the table. Silence immediately fell and she stared at them. "Keep talking, you all. Pretend like I am not even here," she said to them as she sliced a piece of meat and forked it into her mouth. "I will not disrupt you all," she added, after she finished chewing the food In her mouth.

"You’re back in time. The meal is here. Take off your coat, wash your hands, and let’s have a meal." "Hmm." Deirdre took off the coat with dog fur and threw it on the sofa. Then, she went into the bathroom. She only turned on the tap and waited for a while. After that, she turned it off, dipped her hands in water, and went out. "Deirdre, we have Tuscan scrambled eggs and stuffed eggplants with minced meat for our dinner today. Which one would you prefer?" “I’m good with either one,” answered Deirdre casually. Upon taking two steps forward, she suddenly frowned and fell dizzily.