Novel & Cerita Strawberry Milk Aesthetic

Strawberry, butterbeer and blueberry; I was torn between which to choose. "Red velvet looks yum." The reflection of the dolled face of my best friend appeared on the glass of the display case beside me. "The aquamarine ones are the best." My brother's face emerged on my left. A deep sigh left my mouth, and I straightened up, smiling at the shopkeeper lady. "Pack me the rainbow ones, please." ***

Nagnginginig ang kamay na binuksan ko nag sobre’t tumambad sa akin ang napaka eleganteng sulat kamay ng prinsipe. Genessia, Strawberry is not the best flavor of chocolate. It's dark and truffle. You can suffer OAS from eating those stupid strawberries or worst, hives. DON'T EAT THOSE. P.S. Don't you ever dare send this back to me. You won’t like it. Don't test me. - Kamahalan

And here she is right now. "Bartender, strawberry mocktail please." I want to laugh at myself. I had few sessions of throwing up today because of strawberry and yet, I still want to taste it. It tickles my heart to think that maybe that's because of my conception. Perhaps the complexion of my future baby will be as red as strawberries. Or my baby might be red-haired when it comes out. Unconsciously, I smiled at the thought.

The strawberry milk scent was growing stronger the warmer her flesh had gotten. It was broad daylight still, though the sun was in a distance and beginning to lower in the sky, the rays were bouncing off her skin, causing her to glow and shine. Her skin was white and illuminated under the sunlight, but not as bright as it would during the moonrise. A small whimper escaped from her lips, echoing in his ear, causing goosebumps to rise on his arms. He couldn’t take it anymore. Her skin was so soft under his touch; he pressed her against a nearby tree and she moaned right away.