This choice: breakfast at a diner | Go Back Chapter 3: breakfast at a diner (ID #1064429) an addition by: lovelydiva ![View lovelydiva's Portfolio. [Offline / Private]](http://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/costumicons/ps-icon-regular-10.gif) More by this author Quorra looked over at Sam and smiled after they had finished watching the sun rise. "You were right Sam. The sun is hard to describe. It truly is beautiful and a wonder to see" she commented. She had always dreamed of coming to the real world and seeing things like the sun. It was so surreal for her that it was actually happening now. "I'm glad it turned out to be everything that you had hoped it would be" Sam replied. It was really interesting for him to see how Quorra viewed his world. She looked at the things he took for granted with such pure and honest admiration. It was a good reminder of him to appreciate what he had, especially in light of the loss of his father.
All of a sudden Quorra felt a strangle movement inside of her stomach along with some growling sounds. She had never experienced anything like this. While it didn't hurt, it wasn't exactly comfortable, and she definitely felt a desire for something. She looked over at Sam questionly. Her confusion on intensified as he only smiled and laughed.
Aw that is so cute Sam thought to himself. She didn't understand that she was hungry. "You must be hungry Quorra. That is a very normal and human thing. Unlike in the grid where you upload things for nourishment, here you eat food for nourishment. There is all kind of different foods like American, Chinese, Italian, and Mexican. They all taste great and provide you nourishment. We also eat three meals a day called breakfast, lunch, and dinner each day Sam explained. "Since it's morning, it's breakfast time. I know this good diner we can go to for breakfast" he added.
"Sounds great Sam. I look foward to trying all these foods that you mentioned" Quorra replied with a smile.
Sam then took Quorra's soft hand in his strong hand and lead her over to his bike. He put on his helmet, got on his bike, and strated it. Quorra then put on her own helmet, got on the bike behind Sam, putting her arms around his waist, and they were off. She enjoyed the feeling of what Sam called 'wind' blowing through her hair and feeling Sam's strong warm body against her own soft warm body. Where will this story go next? Your choices are below...
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