Romans & histoires Strawberry Astronaut

Coincidentally, the vending machine was plastered with a fruit character called ‘strawberry very,’ and they were even selling a drink with what appeared to be strawberry very, a yellow hamster, drawn together with a strawberry. “Strawberry very. Looks yummy…” The kid drooled and sparkled their eyes. In the end, I sighed, then jumped to press the button and got them a drink. “Wow! It’s very Strawberry!” “Brother is buying it for you.” “Thank you, brother!” They gave a deep bow and almost toppled forward from the weight shift, which I barely prevented by throwing my whole body to catch them. Even though they almost got hurt, the kid giggled happily again, then struggled with a reddened face be

dad said, then put the crown onto my head, then I stood up and looked at everyone. “All hail the king! All hail the Heir!” everyone in the banquet hall shouted. Dad and I sat on the throne, then the banquet finally began. Marcus served me food and drinks, then when I looked outside and saw the full moon arrived, I stood up, then looked at Marcus. He nodded at me, then I left the banquet hall without telling dad where I was going. I looked around the garden to make sure that no one’s here. I used the water on the fountain to contact Chris and he answered.

I pulled the rest of the berry out of his hand and turned on my heel, marching back toward Ares. "Watch your step, hon," Ares said, looking up from his basket. I slowed my pace and held the berry out to him. He looked at it, his brows furrowing in confusion, but before I could explain, he reached out, took the strawberry, and popped the entire thing into his mouth. Oh, god. That wasn't the plan. I just wanted him to nibble the side I had bitten into. "What?" Ares asked, chewing. "Uh—nothing," I stammered, looking away. "It's really sweet, right?"

With what must be a paling face, I stare up at the nun smoking a cigarette, choking when I realize it's Daria. The billboard says, "Forbidden Fruit Taste The Best," and then it switches to a website where you can read her story. There is a small text about her cancer and that she is finally living her life again, enjoying her forbidden fruit—whatever the fuck that means! "Killian?" Jenny asks, following my gaze to the billboard before turning around and aiming her massive smile my way. "Pretty right? I've already read her story. Her name is Daria, and her forbidden fruit is falling in love despite having cancer. It's so romantic. She is deeply in love with someone she calls Mr. Mysterious, b

On top of that, when they were done with lunch, Hilda changed her clothes and went out. She had on a loose outfit and had tied up her hair, putting on a pair of boots before walking to the strawberry garden with a basket in hand. The strawberries were grown in a greenhouse, where the temperature and humidity was well managed and the light was sufficient. Thus, the strawberries grew to be big and round. Hilda picked the strawberries happily while Luna trailed behind. The fruits here were all grown organically, free of pollution and pesticide. As Hilda picked the strawberries, she stole a few bites and her lips turned red from the juice.

he winked, popping a daifuku, moaning and wiggling a little happy with the flavor. “Mmm, you need to try this, Ichigo daifuku. Riko and Elijah got the strawberries at the farmer’s market yesterday, so super fresh.” he says, holding on the tray to me. “Ahhh, you know my weakness.” I grinned, taking two, popping one into my mouth. “Strawberry sweets and good-looking men.” Forrest winked. “Don’t you know it.” I winked back, offering the second to Hibiki.

He stood there in dark sweatpants and nothing else, his hair slightly messy, arms crossed as he watched me like he was trying to figure out what I was doing. “I thought I’d make breakfast,” I said innocently. His eyebrow lifted.“With strawberries?” “And chocolate,” I added. I picked up the strawberry, chocolate still dripping slowly from the tip. Thane walked closer, curiosity written all over his face.“You know,” he said slowly, “I don’t remember strawberries being your usual breakfast.” I turned toward him fully now. The robe shifted slightly as I leaned back against the counter.“Maybe I’m trying something new.” His eyes dropped briefly to the strawberry in my fingers. Then back to my face

she exclaimed. Fiona beamed happily. This was Joli's first time seeing someone growing a strawberry garden at home. In his village, some people grew strawberries too, but the fruits were small and sour. He had only seen fresh strawberries of this size and quality in fancy gift boxes. Miranda handed baskets to both Paul and Sam. Then, she grabbed one for herself and began picking the strawberries as she hummed a little tune. All she could think about was how thrilled Madison would be to see them. She would pick plenty to bring back to the lab.

and Julius has to laugh at the woman’s enthusiasm. She leaves the refrigerator with a large basket full of big, juicy strawberries. - These strawberries are wonderful. They were harvested in the morning. The Luna loves them. They don't feed her, but she enjoys the taste. I don't know if Romeo has tried strawberries before, but I'm sure he'll love them. - They look delicious. Thanks. Let me take some. - Are you sure you don't want me to do that? - No. I'm going to make lunch. Can you lend me a basket?