Dreamcatchers chapter 1 revised

I sit down at the computer, looking up some of the local places, searching for any job openings as simone, with little ryans help, starts dinner for us, the smell of fresh cooked pasta and chicken floating through the air.

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Unholy Solace (Prologue)

Each time the duo paced pasta pair of candles they winked out and gave a small hiss at them. they shrugged off the noise and continued on the path.

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A Real Friend

No mortal being on this planet can survive the pasta surprise. i only had max for one other class, phys-ed. i was expecting a scrawny kid like him to suck at tennis, but i guess you really don't need muscle or for tennis.

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Ragnarok - XXV

None laughed, and she embarrassed, shrugged and said it was a joke, and in her heart she itched to throw the brick- -a man lay sleeping, sheets tangled around his feet like pasta on a fork.

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Clarity - Chapter 1: Bones Long Buried

Leftover pasta salad from yesterday. spiral noodles, olives, tomato, thin-sliced zucchini, and parmesan, all mixed with a tangy vinaigrette from the store. ...hm. it somehow tastes better today. an oddity with this dish, i suppose.

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Rose- Lunch Time

I can pick out some celery, tomatoes, carrots and some others diced small enough and disguised enough by the sauce on the pasta surrounding it all that i cannot tell. well at least my food looks normal for the most part.

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Like Static Cling

Thus settled, aella was content to lean over into her bulky friend and eat her bowl of pasta, turning the page of the open book with one of her hind paws as they reclined together.

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More Time

My favorite was the pastafarian excuse, 'our lord composed of noodles hates needles for they resemble uncooked pasta'. the bribes to the welfare officer really helped."

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Obamon

Guilmon put the pasta on hold to give them a taste, finding them just as much a delicacy. after he ripped several ribs of meat till they were no more of bones, guilmon reached for his drink.

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FF: A Fallen Hero

Also, can i have your pasta? the only thing i have eaten so far is ms. toriel's pie.." he said, unintentionally causing sans to blush.

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CSI: Las Vegas - A Wolf In the Night

Grissom studied nick a moment then smiled warmly, "sure, how about a home cooked pasta dinner for our discussion?" "sounds great. you tell me when and i'll even bring the salad." nick sighed in relief, pleased his boss was willing to indulge him.

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