Donuts, anyone?
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βHope you donβt mind me coming by. I thought maybe Rose would like some donuts, or yourself,β he gestures around the room, looking at the other ladies, βor anyone.β β£
Emily steals the box, βHell yeah, donuts get in my tummy!β She opens the box and looks up to the heavens. βThank the Lord for this man. This man who brought all the good stuff." She stuffs a bear claw, cake donut, and chocolate-covered one on her plate that already has eggs and bacon. Iβve never seen her eat so much. βYou see, normally I donβt care for men, but if one was to bring me donuts, I could get used to them.β
The General moves past me. Iβm frozen in place. He shyly smiles bringing his hand to the back of his neck. βWe men can be okay sometimes. The good ones know that flowers and sugar can get them out of any jam.β β£
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