Ch 10: ChocolatesIt was another chilly winter night at the Blue Bar. The branches of the bare trees swayed outside, some brushing against the windows and made a scraping noise against the glass. The place was packed having the regulars like Kassey and Patrick the twins, who were cracking jokes with Griffin and laughing hysterically at each other. Grant hidden in the corner where Marlin normally sat talking to Muffy casually about his day at work, avoiding going home to his wife and daughter. Jill and Marlin sat at one of the small tables along with Gustafa.
“Even though winter could be dreary I think there’s a lot of beauty in it,” Gustafa spoke in his mellow toned voice.
“Like Christmas?” Jill asked, head rested on Marlin’s upper arm. She was already a bit tipsy and feeling light-headed from the few drinks she had.
“Mh, sorta,” He smiled sincerely. “I was thinking more of the nature part. Not so much the flashy festive part of it. What do you
Ch 9: WiltingThe next day, Jill was crouched down in her fields trying to pull up weeds that were around her crops. It wasn’t as hot like the day before. She didn’t follow Celia and Marlin. And she haven’t heard from the cranky farmer since the beach incident. She took a deep breath, throwing the weeds aside as she wiped sweat from her forehead and bent down again. Rover started barking having Jill turn, seeing Marlin walking towards the field casually.
“That’s not how you pull weeds out. I told you, you gotta pull them from the roots. Or they’re just going to grow back,” He stood beside her and bent down, pulling at a weed hard.
Jill stood up straight, staring at him sternly. “My plants didn’t wilt,” She scoffed at him.
“Good for you,” He grunted, yanking up a weed by its root and tossed it aside with the pile she already made. He bent down and continued.
“Why are you even here? You told me yesterday you weren
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She thought for hours and hours, and just when the sun fell, she knew.
It was 16 o' clock and she ran towards the peachy-colored hair man's house. Nima didn't have time to knock, so she opened it. "Chase, go with me." Chase arose from his chair. "Say.. What?" Nima panted, Please go with me to the festival tonight."
Chase smiled happily, "Really? You choose.. me? I don't mean that I didn't want you to choose me. But.. me?" Nima nodded and laughed, "Yes, really." she grinned. They stood there in their happy moment.Chase stumbled towards his room. I should get ressed. I-I mean.. dressed. I mean dressed." he laughed nervously. Nima giggled, "Yeah, I should get going." They waved goodbye.
When Nima entered her house, she panicked, "Oh man, what am I going to wear?" She thought for a second. "Candice!!" she ran towards her phone, dialed the Tailor's, and waited impatiently. "Tailor Shop, Candice speaking." her voice was so low it almost seemed as if she were whispering.
HM ChaseXNima: I Do Ch. 3Nima ran after her. "Wait, Maya! Maya!!" Maya finally came to a stop, panting, "Why, Nima!? Huh? You did this on PURPOSE! You KNOW I like Chase!!" she yelled at her with tears covering her eyes. "I-I didn't know!" Nima stuttered. Maya gave her the death glare, "So you DO like Chase! Why didn't you tell me!?" Maya cried again, sniffing. "Because I didn't KNOW!" Nima shouted. She almost felt like crying too. Her throat hurt from yelling. She couldn't breathe. She was trembling. Maya sobbed some more, "I HATE you!!" she turned and ran away.
She watched her as she ran towards town. Nima sighed, wiping away the small tears. She didn't know how to face her anymore. Nima walked back to Chase's house and saw Chase next to the failed dish. He scowled, "This tastes.... Awful." Nima kneeled next to him, "Chase, Maya-" Chase sighed, "I don't care about Maya. Let her run and cry. I don't care." Nima stared at him. "Why not teach her to cook?" He stared at the failed dish. "Because she can't."
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