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It did not go how it was supposed to have gone, or more like how she imagined it. A dinner with her ex, Thomas, his new girlfriend Alex who was her ex-best friend and her new boyfriend, Sam, Thomas’ brother. She imagined to night to be …well a lot of things. Her favourite was one where Thomas gets jealous and becomes his old shouting self and so Sam will heroically defend her and then Alex breaks up with him but not blam...
“Thud” I wake up to the sound of something failing from the window. “Anne, No!” I shout half asleep. The stupid cat is playing on my desk again. She will mess up the pages like last time and then I have to spend half the morning just arranging them again. “Miaouuuu” I can hear in the background as my mind slowly wakes up. Anne is playing with my manuscript again. I need to start getting it strapped otherwis...
This was it. Today was the day. Finally, she will be able to see her again. It’s been five years. Five very long years. Her university days now feel like a lifetime ago. When she thought back to it, the girl who she was then it felt like a different person, a person she sometimes didn’t recognize a person she was not sure she liked but when she thought about Yui Fay that discomfort disappeared and he...
“This was it! He finally did it!” he thought, looking down at his arch enemies crumbled body on the ground. It was a hard fight. He could feel the tole it has taken on his body. His power suit was in pieces, it would take some time to rebuild. But oh my god it was so worth it. He wanted to shout at the top of his voice. He did not. That would be unprofessional, but he could not help it he was just too happy. He finally d...
You looked out the window and not for the first time, thought about how wrong the weather forecast had been. Yesterday it was blood rain and today they predicted even heavier blood rain with chances of some body parts falling so reinforced umbrellas were advised, where you are supposed to get those were not said. This has been a recurring problem for the past two weeks, no matter how quickly big companies tried to react ...
“Ah not again” you murmur angrily as you search through your bag the hundredth time. “Where the fuck are you” you angrily murmur into your bag. Book, no. Pens, no. Wallet, no. Make up, no. Random receipts, no. “It must be here”. After ten more minutes of shuffling your bags content from one side of the bag to the other in the hope that the key will suddenly appear even through you already thoroughly check...
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