Waffles and Maple Syrup Fudge | Kitchen Fun With My 3 Sons
Syrup and Waffles Fudge is the perfect breakfast dessert ratio with thick cuts of toasted and fluffy waffles with maple syrup.
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Waffles and Maple Syrup Fudge | Kitchen Fun With My 3 Sons
Syrup and Waffles Fudge is the perfect breakfast dessert ratio with thick cuts of toasted and fluffy waffles with maple syrup.
waffle flavoured* fudge evfurryone
CLOSED STARTER for @ironlvngsāā LOCATION: Casino Night Fundraiser
Kit tried to stay away from his phone during events. Something about being present, grounding himself with the people in the room. But as busy as the Casino Night venue was, there were still lulls. Kit found himself burrowing his hand into the pocket of his slacks to retrieve his phone, having felt it buzzing in there earlier when he was having a conversation with someone. The group chat was active again. No surprise. But its contents? Big surprise. Huge. In fact, definitely made him regret choosing to look at his phone at all. God, Kit wished he didnāt know how to read. Locking his phone, he watched the screen go dark and slid it back into his pocket. He needed a drink. A real one this time. Heās earned it after all of the mocktails and waters heās had. It was on his way to the bar that Kit thought perhaps all of the good luck heās had this evening has finally run out, crossing paths with Link. He sighed at the sight of them. āPick up your Minions watch yet?ā He asked, his tone bored to the bone.
CLOSED STARTER for @ironlvngsā LOCATION: A dive bar somewhere
The Rolling Stonesā Miss You playing from a jukebox. The scent of cigarette smoke so thick in the air it practically clung to you. A dive bar at its finest. After the debate in the campus group chat, Avery itched to find herself in one. All it took was a quick Google search to locate one not too far from Ogden. Then a text to one Link Crawford so she didnāt have to spend the night alone. Dive bars got boring real quick when you didnāt drink. Sheād need company to keep herself entertained throughout the night, and Linkās was as good as any.Ā
To their surprise, it was Karaoke Night at this particular dive bar they rocked up to. Sharp feedback from a mic on the small stage in the establishment greeted her ears, followed by what she assumed was the bar manager tapping into it a couple of times. āJesus,ā she muttered, a small chuckle leaving her as she watched him announce that their special event of the evening would now be taking place. A few whoops and hollers were heard from the barās patrons. Some applause too. But no one had taken the stage just yet. She turned to Link. āHow much would I have to pay you to get up there and sing something from Celine Dion?ā She asked, staring at them with amusement in her eyes and her mouth stretched into a wide smile.
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i saw a post on Instagram which was a compilation of some text posts from here, including one of yours
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āopen starter | lincoln ālinkā, aerial performer for dawning star, having a drink in a convention center bar after their latest fundraiser performance. open to anyā
reveling in the high after a performance was one of linkās greatest pleasures. it was made even more enjoyable this time because the bar had decided to turn a blind eye to their being underage, choosing the tips a performer could leave over sense. so there they were, sipping on a brightly colored drink in the middle of recounting what it was like to be up there showing off. the glittery eyeshadow and overdone makeup accentuating their facial features was smudged at this point in the night.Ā āĀ itās just freeing, you know ?ā they confessed, making it sound like they were letting the other person in on some secret. theyād be bought a drink or two for willing to listen to a madmen tell their tales.Ā ā being up in the air that high. never really knowing if youāre right on mark or if someoneās going to be there to catch you. itās a terrifying thrill. i could get you up there if you wantedĀ .ā