D.M.O.N. Chapter three
Two toasted bread, an egg, sausages, and a glass of juice and milk served on the table, while mom pours some coffee into her mug. "good morning, mom." said al and setting his bag beside table. "good morning, dear," replied mom. "look.
A Romantic Night
"pancakes, sausage and bacon. that alright with you?" he knelt down and smiled at her. she yawned and staggered closer to him. james just scooped her up and carried her back to the couch where her sister lay. "hey, baby, it's time to get up.
Fiery Forest Chapt. 2: Planned
The spice of the sausage burned my tongue. the cheese melted even more as i chewed. the crust, disgustingly, was drenched in grease. i took a sip of my coke and the liquid sizzled in my maw.
Battle Master, Ch 5
Talvin's nobleman's-act was perfect as he finished chewing the sausage and set his fork down on his plate as delicately as if he'd expected both to break by just coming into contact.
Rowan's Rhapsody: Chapter One
I've got some bread and sausages we can munch on. hang on just a moment." eva went behind a counter and erupted in a flurry in activity. within minutes, she returned with three pints of ale and a plate of bread and sausage.
A Spare in the Trunk: Sick Day
She looked like a sausage roll by the time he was done. “not that warm.” she shoved some of the blankets back. “where’s the remote?” her question fell on deaf ears.
041 - The Fool pt.01
Like a cold wet soft... sausage-like. -wow, that's a pretty bizarre judgment for someone you've never met honestly. sebastian ribbed. -what? whaat? we're all autistic here, textures are like... our love language right?
Night, Fight, Then Flight
My dad had already made him some bacon and sausages for his breakfast and had now left me with the job of cleaning up after him.
How I Found It All: Part VIII
There were eggs sprinkled with a bit of cheddar, there was some sausage, which smelled better than anything else in the room, and there was some potato hash. "i don't know where to start." "try the sausage. i made it myself."
Mammon's Cold Call
The goat sits on the other table, lazily spreading his legs in his chair like trying to air out a sausage. his jet black suit is pristine and immaculate short of some coffee stains and the occasional piece of fur.
Christmas
The meal included sausage, fresh orange, and a side of apple juice. the older dog had even gone as far as to heat the juice in order to make it taste more like cider.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Thirteen
Revaramek slipped through the doors, then groaned at the wonderful scents of bacon and sausage and eggs that filled the place. “it smells nice in here. where is the food you mentioned?” “in town.”