NovelEnglishUnlock the content CLICK HERE TO WATCH THE She didn't want to talk about that. She merely replied, "We're just regular friends." Sam didn't ask anything further.
That night, Miranda received a Whatmessage from Sam again. “Thank you for showingaround the campus today." Miranda responded. "You're welcome. It was nothing." She turned off her phone and tossed it onto the bedside table. Then, she lay on her bed.
She'd put her pillow under the sun to dry it yesterday. The faint scent of detergent lingered in the air. The pillow was warm and comfy.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtGradually, she fell into a deep slumber.
Since she no longer had to keep to her tight revision schedule, she slept in the next day. She woke up at 8:00 am, got changed, and left her place.
She lived in a run-down residential area. However, the people there were warm and friendly.
As soon as she left her building, the neighborhood ladies, who were either on their way to get groceries or walking their pets, smiled and greeted Miranda, Miranda greeted each of them politely. As she cout of the alley and turned onto the next street, she arrived at a restaurant on the corner lot that was selling breakfast.
Their milk had the right amount of sweetness. Also, the toasts they made were crispy on the outside.
She entered the restaurant and spotted Paul sitting with his back to the door.
Miranda curled her lips. She went up behind him and patted him on the shoulder mischievously. Then, she quickly sat down opposite him.
Miranda was dumbfounded when she saw that Paul's expression had remained. unchanged. "Why aren't you surprised at all?" Ms. Sutton, this is the second tyou've done this." Paul dunked his toast into the milk and ate it. “You did that last week too. Besides, you weren't that much faster 2/3 +25 BONUS than Bobby Miranda cast a sidelong glance at Bobby, the dog that was kept on a leash near the restaurant's entrance. She was rendered speechless.
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As she was trying to cup with a retort, Denise Hoffman, the old lady manning the restaurant, greeted Miranda with a smile. "Miranda, do you want the usual today?" Miranda nodded. "A piece of toast and a serving of meatballs, please."
Denise moved nimbly despite her old age. After a short while she served the meatballs/toast, and sof Miranda's favorite side dishes to her. Miranda beamed when she saw the food. "Thank you, Mrs. Hoffman. Denise smiled broadly. "Hurry and eat them before they turn cold."
The meatballs were plump and juicy.
They cwith smilky white Dilky bone broth and garnish. The delicious smell of food wafted in the air. Miranda looked at Paul. He only ate the stwo items every the was here. The combination seemed plain to Miranda.
"Do you want to try ordering other items for a change next time?"
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