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Chapter 9: Gathering
Chayse’s POV: Ugh, now Xander is going to be more protective and way more mushy. I mumbled unladylike things to myself and moved to the fridge. Oh, the sweet taste of sweets. I pulled the chocolate ice cream from the fridge and sat on the couch, enjoying what it once was in its full glory. I ate it straight from the carton, letting the first scoop melt in my mouth. My stomach had a satisfied feeling from the months of limited food. I grabbed everything in the fridge and started making the strangest combinations. What if I wrapped the big pickle in bacon then stuck it in chocolate ice cream with Hershey syrup? I shrugged and did exactly that. I wrapped the pickle in the warm and crispy bacon, smelling its strange scent. I shoved it in my ice cream and covered it in the ice cream and the s
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