Wa-bagel By Aburi Mga Nobela at Kwento

R but that would only cause more problems because she was underage and had been reported as a runaway. “Babe, I got something for you to try.” Azria said when he walked in the front door. “It’s supposed to help with your pain. I hate seeing you in pain, love. This will help.” Azria said, pulling a little ziplock bag with white crystals inside it. He dumped a little out on a mirror and crushed it up with a playing card and his hand. He handed it to Abigail with a straw. “You sniff it through the straw.” He explained.

Marcel looked at her in surprise. "You don't know what this is?” Abigail shook her head. "Kebab.” Abigail's eyes widened. They looked nothing like the kebabs she'd try. "No it's not.” "Huh, I'm pretty sure it is.” "Why do they look like that, where's the zukini and the cucumber and pickles and and..." "Trust me it's better with none of those ridiculous things you just mentioned" "Ma'am give me two of those.” Marcel said to the middle aged woman who was using a makeshift grill.

So enticing was the scent that Abigail's stomach audibly growled. Hearing this, Xander quickened his steps. "Eat whatever you'd like. Don't worry about me." Abigail was not going to stand on ceremony with him and immediately spotted a crepe stand to their right. "Mr. Zane, Berrybrook is famous for its crepes. Would you like to try some?" Upon seeing the glint in her eyes, he knew she wanted some. "Sure." Abigail pointed to the menu on display. "They have chocolate-filled crepes, strawberry ones, and even caramel apple. Which one would you prefer?"