The Fire Without. (Part I)
"let me know if you need anything else," said the smiling flight attendant, before leaving izzat with his orange juice. "there won't be anything else," replied izzat. "i just got everything i could ask for."
The Desert Mouse
He'd worked so hard to get inside that cactus, to get the juice and meat of it, and now he'd have to leave it all ... all that energy spent to get food. and not able to eat a bite of it. damn snake. damn predators.
Juryokine: Exile of Heroes, Chapter Thirty Nine
Inaska's fist clenched, crushing the seribread and sending a few purple trails of juice spilling down her hand. toke sighed, shaking his head. "you're a terrible liar, you know that?" he asked. "i haven't lied yet," she responded.
Larg-O's Stuffing House
He tossed back bread rolls and drank up gravy and shoveled peas down his gullet; the slob-like nature created small piles of food bits to form around his expanding stomach, not to mention the countless juices running down the side of his face and staining
Stud & Geek
Soup... soya milk... orange juice... okay, i think i took everything. anyway, i'll be back if i forgot something. and, my side, i have all i need: cookies, soda, condoms and lubricant. that's perfect, i can pay and get out of here! pouf! what the...
Chimera - Chapter 3
"thanks" croissant, orange juice, and hot chocolate. such was the menu as he used to choose here. once the meal paid, took care of blowing on his cup, and then raised the liquid to his lips. and this time again, he delighted in this sweet nectar.
Downed Prey (Welded Sunset)
~ after the moment's shock, the bear roared down to the wolf, "you said that the bird didn't have the juice for another repair cycle!"
The Life of Another - Chapter 37
Kriana handed me a cold can of v-8 vegetable juice, a gleam in her eye. "i heard you like this so i added it to the grocery list. sorry that the pack you found in the cupboard yesterday was expired."
Henry Rider and the NuYu Prescription: SAMPLE
_i whined as it oozed zit monster juice over my arms. i heaved backwards as hard as i could, and my hands finally came free with a sticky _pop_ sound. a nasty smelling, crusty, yellow goo coated my arms all the way up to the elbows.
That Strange Ill Fitting Cog
Wrote this poem a while back when i felt my creative juices flowing again after being a bit burnt out and overwhelmed my life. this is a venting metaphor, a bit of a well worn one but still a good one in my opinion at least.
Dinosaurs and the Snake
And with that said, kaa started crushing the fruits, making them leak their juices all over his tail.
SoCP
Fran pulled out a small juice box from the bag. she poked the straw through the lip, placed the bag gently on the ground and turned towards skyler. "here, you must be thirsty. it's orange juice."