She was the type of girl who wanted to live in a pink house.
The delicious aroma from the kitchen was ruined by cigarette smoke.
There's an art to getting your way, and spitting olive pits across the table isn't it.
He waited for the stop sign to turn to a go sign.
I want to buy a onesie… but know it won’t suit me.
Andy loved to sleep on a bed of nails.
Two more days and all his problems would be solved.