[She was surprised he heard the last word and she set her sandwich down, taking the top off and showing him the big stack of chips she'd smashed in it.]
You think this sounds good? Really? [A lot of her cravings had been questionable.]
I don't blame you for much, do I? [She grinned and topped his sandwich off with her sea salt and cracked pepper kettle chips, then smashing the top on the sandwich before sliding it over to him.] Here, you're gonna love this.
The next one might be horrible. [He was a very good sport about her cravings and sometimes she got excited about them and just shoved a bite of whatever she craved into his mouth.] I don't think you liked the nachos I made and then put chocolate syrup on them.
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Hey, handsome. I thought you were out with Diesel.
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[She looked down at her sandwich, almost hiding it but there was a smile on her face.]
Oh, it's uhh a sandwich with veggies, mustard, and chips. [That last word was muffled by her taking a bite.]
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You think this sounds good? Really? [A lot of her cravings had been questionable.]
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[She smiled and grabbed the stuff to make another one.]
You want me to make you one?
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I like blaming you for all his weird food cravings.
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