Chinese Buffet

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George: All they have here is Chinese food?

Me: There's American food here too, George.

George: Okay.

Natasha: Yeah, there's fried chicken, mac and cheese, and pizza.

George: Alright. In that case, I have some fried chicken and mac and cheese, and a grape soda.

Natasha: Go ahead! I'm not gonna get your food for you!

George: Okay!

Me: *gets sweet and sour chicken, and orange sesame chicken, and a chocolate milk*

Natasha: *gets egg rolls, chow mein noodles, and rice, and a Sprite*

George: *eating fried chicken* This is nothing like KFC They cook better chicken than this trash!

Natasha: George, who wanted fried chicken?

George: I did?

Natasha: Okay, then! Keep it to yourself, okay?

George: What, the chicken?

Natasha: No, your negative comments. You wanted fried chicken, so there. You can always get pasta and other food to eat. Lot of choices here.

George: The mac and cheese is awful! Ugh!

Me: George, stop it! Get something else to eat, then!

George: *gets a plate with crab Rangoon, pasta with meat sauce, and a chocolate pudding*

Me: *eats my orange sesame chicken*

George: *eats his pasta* At least the pasta is good.

Natasha: Okay, George, you can stop talking now.

George: *drinks his soda and burps*

Natasha: Excuse you!

George: Excuse me.

Natasha: Nasty pig.

This story was written on June 16th, 2019.

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