The Missing Son, Chapter 13
It was a mess, cans of energy drinks everywhere, dishes piled up high in the sink and takeout containers on the table, and counter, so old patrick worried they would attack him.
Spongebob Squaremaid
I should make spongebob run to the krusty krab in his new outfit and get me some takeout.
Dinner Date
Can't live off chinese takeout and pizza forever," the hybrid states in a rather bland tone. clearly he's sick of both of those things at this point. "really hope you enjoy it though, i know what ya like~" xana says as he too seats himself at the table.
Loyalties - Snow (Housamo) TF
He sifted through the post - there were a couple of bills, some leaflets for the local takeout, and a fancy gold-colored envelope with no address on the front, just shohei's name written in silvery cursive. "what's this?"
Bubble Stockings
It wasn't anything special, just fried takeout from a local place in town but it was alan's favorite, being just a little spicy and tasting just as good warmed over.
Realignment
As he sat on his sofa watching television and eating lo mein out of the takeout carton, his phone buzzed. he glanced over to see a notification from his fang app. he swiped the phone and opened the app, where he was greeted by a message.
Pizza Delivery
The blue hyenagator had his cell phone in one hand and a takeout menu in the other. for the last hour he had been trying to find a place that would deliver before they starved to death.
Furry Pounds
His mother was always out so that meant he was on his own for dinner and as he looked alex could see that he would have to call for takeout again.
Razed - Chapter 7
#7 of razed "_i've always been a coward_ _and i don't know what's good for me_ _oh, here i go"_ **kate bush,** ' **hounds of love'** we're laughing and chatting over chinese takeout, playing poker - badly - buzzed and happy.
Not Everyone Is Into This Whole Free Love Thing
Cub caf takeout. my favourite. "we came here to speak to you, tommy," said sunny around a mouthful of food.
Fire Branded Leather: Ad in the Paper
"too much takeout," he muttered. "that's got to be it..." he returned to lifting his weights, but never stopped thinking about his gut.
The Radical Beginning: Part Two
Walking over with two boxes of takeout, ann got into the passenger's seat of the van. "what is it, jonny?" she asked eagerly. "check this out," jonny said, twiddling the dial on the radio.