Strawberry Shortcake Huckleberry Finn นิยาย & เรื่องราว

After all, nothing fixes awkwardness like cake. Their food arrived—a collection of cream puffs, chocolate éclairs, and a towering slice of strawberry shortcake. “Eat slowly, dear,” the Marchioness reminded gently. Erella nodded, but once she took her first bite, all manners were forgotten. The sweetness exploded in her mouth like heaven itself. This is so good I could die again. Unfortunately, as she stuffed another forkful into her mouth, a smear of cream ended up on her cheek. Maxwell reached over instinctively. Erella froze.

We all try the rest of the cookies and finish our glasses of milk. Mr. Thorne passes Mr. Montgomery the list and he reads it out loud. "Okay so strawberry cheesecake is a yes, lemon is a maybe, blueberry is a no, chocolate chip is a obvious yes, cookies and cream is a maybe, macadamia nut is a yes and finally red velvet is a yes." "No Blueberry cookies?" Mr. Montgomery looks at Mr. Everhart. I finish the essay and switch the document from editing to suggesting. "Blueberry was okay but I didn't like the aftertaste" I explained then pass my laptop to Mr. Beaumont.

Averill gave him a soft smile before staring at the strawberry shortcake. 'Did he really buy this for me? I know it's a lie, but why can't I not make myself not believe that?' she smiles again before going to the kitchen and readying the cake along with some Hutgaesoo, a Korean Oriental Raisin Tea that she usually drinks whenever she's wasted. The maid tried to assist her, but she simply told them that she could manage herself. They watched her from start to finish, ready whenever she needed their help, but she finished everything swiftly and watching her even entertained the employees.

he said. "Strawberry cream it is then," I brought out the strawberry pack that I had store in the refrigerator. "Um... Cass, I think I would love cinnamon rolls for dessert," Daniel popped his head into the kitchen. "Don't try to stress her she said strawberry cream then you will be having strawberry cream," Dennis declared while Derrick slightly smacked his head.

Haru said, making Luke chuckle. Haru gave Alessandra the strawberry tart and the strawberry milk while Luke asked for the crepe cake and matcha latte. Alessandra took a bite out of her tart, leaving a mess on either side of her cheek. Luke quickly took out his phone and took a picture of Alessandra before helping her clean her face. "She really gets lost in her own world when she eats strawberries," Luke said. "Yeah, she does. Other teachers pointed that out too. She really focuses on enjoying those strawberries." Haru said and they both chuckled.

“Give me another reason.” “Because I want you close. Because I liked falling asleep with your strawberry scent at night.” Her mouth twitched. “Strawberry scent?” I bent down, pressing my face into the delicious spot where her throat met her shoulder, soaking in that sweet aroma before pressing a kiss on her skin. “Like a goddamn strawberry field. I don’t even like strawberries.” She giggled, twitching under my mouth. “Who doesn’t like strawberries?” “Me. They are false packages. They promise sweetness, but most of the time they are sour and watery.”

Dante asked, and the surprise in his voice was clear as crystal. “Yes… I did. I made some chicken quesadillas, then I packed some blueberries, raspberries, and cucumbers too, as well as a slice of the strawberry pie leftover from dinner, and a flask of coffee.” My head bobbed up and down faster than it normally would.

There’s powdered sugar on top like fresh snow. “These aren’t in the case,” she says, placing them gently on the counter in front of Theo. “They’re from my special menu.” Theo’s eyes nearly pop out of his head. “Special like… secret?” She nods. “Very exclusive. Kiddie-tested, adult-approved.” “What kind are they?” She taps each one. “Blueberry lemon zest. Banana-chocolate chip. Strawberry shortcake.” “I want all of them,” he whispers. “Start with one, buddy,” I say, though I can’t help smiling.

His voice, suddenly near her ear, made her pulse quicken. "What are you making?" "Strawberry shortcake," she replied, trying to keep her tone light, though her breath hitched slightly at his proximity. "Something quick and easy. It's fresh too." He walked around the counter as she put the stem of the strawberry down and began cutting up the strawberries again. She felt him stop behind her, so close, almost touching her, then she felt his hands on her hips. She almost jumped at his touch, not as much from surprise as the thrilling shock of his hands on her suddenly. She kept cutting up the strawberries.

"No. You can't do this to me, Pierce. I know you love me the most. So, I'm going to stay at the headquarters." The people around Samantha and Pierce saw the scene and collectively believed that they were lovely siblings. She acted coquettishly, and he was willing to dote on her. Meanwhile, Millie rested her chin on her hands as she watched the exchange between them. Samantha began, "What brought you here to the cafeteria, Pierce? Did you get this food for me? You do know that I don't like mushrooms, don't you? "Oh, wow. You even got me a strawberry cake. It's my absolute favorite." Samatha loved strawberries as well, and they were particularly big and sweet during the winter season.