“DELILAH! I. NEED. WAFFLES. GET. THEM.”
“OW! Stop screaming!”
“Hello dear Choco Chip, welcome to Wafflin, how may I help you?”
“Hello Waffle Boy. Two plain chocolate chip waffles please.”
“DELILAH! THE USUAL!”
“Delilah must be deaf by now. The poor thing has you screaming at her all day.”
“Excuse me, Delilah loves being blessed with my sexy voice.”
“I didn’t realise strangled cats were sexy nowadays.”
“Ouch Choco. That hurt.”
“I’m sorry?”
“Hm. I accept your apology even if it wasn’t real. Because I’m positive like that!”
“You’re almost too positive. And weird.”
“GASP. COUNT CHOCULA I’M HURT.”
“Don’t nickname me after a cereal!”
“Would you prefer Chips Ahoy?”
“Ew no.”
“You don’t like Chips Ahoy?!”
“I’ve never had them. They don’t look very appetizing.”
“DELILAH! CALL BEN! TELL HIM TO PICK UP CHIPS AHOY ALONG THE WAY! THIS IS A TRAGEDY!”
“Hey! I write sins, not tragedies!”
“I CHIME IN WITH A HAVEN’T YOU PEOPLE EVER HEARD OF CLOSING A GODDAMN DOOR!”
“You know Panic! At The Disco!”
“Of course I do!”
“YEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSS!”
“YAAAAAAAAY!”
“Ah, Ben’s here. Byeeee!”
“Oh, uh, bye!”
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Wafflin' On
Short Story"I have sent our brave waffle warrior out with the plain chocolate chip waffles, out on his quest to bring you waffles!" "What's my address?" "Oh. Ah." "I think your waffle warrior will fail in his quest." ...
