Purposely short chapters.

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Chapter Fourteen: Shy or Something


Flash burped, patting his stomach as he waited for dessert, a small, content grin on his face. The diner had brought the food out rather quickly and was pretty good considering how sudden his large order had been. Not to mention his waitress was pretty good looking, despite the fact she was a bit plump and didn't respond to his flirting. She also never looked at him directly, keeping the left side of her face turned away from him or looking down.

She must be shy... Or something. He thought vaguely as a pie was placed in front of him.