Filtered light meandered aimlessly through the high-back wicker chairs on the plaza Jeanne d'Arc."Votre chocolate fondant mademoiselle," uttered the garcon. I sighed. French men sounded romantic even they were working.
"Brilliant! They brought two spoons!" Rose snapped up a utensil faster than I could and dug into the pile of chocolate decadence before us. I scooped up my own bite, closed my eyes, and entered heaven.
In my heaven, there is chocolate everywhere.
My tongue was falling down a chocolate waterfall of pleasure. The cake held its substance for only a moment and then disintegrated into a pool of crystallized cocoa sugar. I slowly opened my eyes as the first bite dissolved and glowered at Rose. Both of our spoons arced up like knights challenging each other to a duel. The little piece of heaven sat quivering between us. Who would get the most of it? ME, ALL ME!!!!
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