Starlua enters the world of Second Life
favourite artist is leonardo da vinci, (doesn't reveal favorite writer now)
Junior Year: Aftermath
He continued making breakfast as i sat with my favorite wake-up pill. sophie came down after a bit and mom joined her. sophie was jumping around, very hyper.
The Treehouse
Jason admired the flowers he'd brought with him as they walked, he'd never realised that orange was his father's favourite colour.
Prince of G nation: Chapter 4; Recapture
"can i inquire why you are asking questions about the prince at his favorite restaurant?" one of the wolves asked him. "wait the prince's favorite restaurant? i thought he just got back." marvin said legitimately surprised. "not prince matthew.
Spirit Bound: Chapter 123
He leant against the small rottie and began to sing _hestia's_ _cradle,_ his favourite lullaby.
Roommates - "These Are My Reflections" Chapter 1
And the worst part was he could not bring himself to even try and talk to his favorite older brother, who he saw as one of his best friends, about it. how could he even hope to begin...?
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Twelve
“it’s one of my favorites.” she sipped it, swirled the glass, and sipped it again. “it’s nice and refreshing and you can drink it all day without feeling it.” “all true.”
Introduction: Fateful Evening
Now a year later he was no longer a favorite student but a favorite worker. his boss had an automotive related hobby that eventually involved logan, sending him around places looking at rare and expensive cars then returning with information on the find.
Beau - Chapter Two
Mom had cooked my favourite dinner. did i feel special? yeah, a little. dad was nowhere to be seen and i was being treated to homemade lasagne. life was good. for now at least, sooner or later dad would have to return home.
First Meeting
Have some good old fronnie, one of my favorite ships. just thought i'd throw this out, freddy's uncle is conservative. yep.
Change of Plans
"okaaaaaaaaay," she said, though the prospect of a future trip to her favourite stores did raise her spirits some. she cast a critical eye over what options she had, a low 'hmm' accompanying her deliberation. "that one."
Paradigm Continuum
Her front paw, her favourite one, hurt. claws had slashed it, and it didn't want to heal. the wounds were gone now, but something inside wasn't right. so she walked on two legs for as long as she could, then hobbled on three whenever her back got sore.