"I swear to God, Jean, if you don't stop laughing— stop it! Stop laughing at me, please!" Jean's on the verge of tears himself as he watches Armin scrub the aforementioned tears from his cheeks with a torn, overused Kleenex. Armin pulls in a shaky, stuttering breath as a futile attempt to compose himself, but when he sees Jean sitting there, laughing and phone in hand, he immediately breaks down and shakes with suppressed, barely audible sobs. He drags in a long breath, wipes his eyes for what seems to be the umpteenth time, chances another look at Jean and lets out a terse, unexpected laugh. "Jean, please! Please, baby, please! I need pretzels," Armin mewls. His voice breaks and his shoulders begin to shake again, and Jean howls with laughter. …show more content…
"Armin, pull yourself together!" His voice is light and playful as he watches Armin blow into the tissue, eyes red and filled with tears. Armin pulls the tissue away and seems conflicted as he laughs, cries and then laughs again. "What's wrong with me?" "I can't breathe!" Jean announces, face red and hands shaking as he films the whole ordeal. "This is totally going on Facebook, and everybody'll see it!" Armin all but cries as he leans forward and buries his face into his hands. "Jean, ple—e—ease! Don't do it, baby, don't do it! Don't post this on Facebook, please!" "You called me a bad husband." The blond lifts his head, looks at Jean and Jean can't help but admire how beautiful his eyes are. "I'm sorry," Armin apologises fervently, "You're the best husband ever, and I love you! I love you so much, baby, please!" With a snort, Jean stops filming, tucks the device into his pocket, leans forward and presses his lips against Armin's. The blond laughs against his lips but he immediately quietens when Jean deepens the kiss and cards his fingers through his shoulder-length hair. When they resurface for air, Jean rests his forehead against Armin's and erases the tears from the blond's porcelain cheeks. "You're so
As Shen watches Aixin happily winding up his toy bunny, he walks over, bends down next to Aixin and asks, “Bunny, you really like that toy huh? ”
Annie stifles the laugh which threatens to spill from her and keeps her gaze fixed on Armin. She notices him staring back at her, an indistinguishable glint in his eyes, and licks her lips, tantalizing him. She can’t fend
Armin watches as Jean lifts the bottle to his lips and gulps down the alcoholic beverage like it's water. He watches as the malty, bitter liquid drips from the soldier's mouth, down his chin and then onto his shirt. There are tears streaming from his eyes, and Armin doesn't doubt for a moment that they're for Marco.
As editor-in-chief of the cosmopolitan for over 35 years, Helen Gurley Brown influenced women by bringing out their sexuality and allowing them to gain confidence through her words and advice. She made women feel as if it’s okay to be single and do what they want without having to be judged by others. Brown influenced woman’s lifestyle through her work as chief editor Influencing women to be independent, confident, and do whatever they please to do. Brown wanted women to never have to conform to others gender roles.
"Finally..." I whisper to myself. Armin must've heard because he looks back at me and smiles.
Name: Ethan Krezinski Class Period: 3rd Lit. & Comp. Macbeth the Tragic Hero “The Tragedy of Macbeth” is a type of tragedy that focuses on the character of the tragic hero. Aristotle defines this hero as “a man who is neither outstanding in virtue and righteousness, nor is it through wickedness that he falls into misfortune, but through some flaw.” The Tragedy of Macbeth fits this description of a kind of play in which Macbeth’s pride leading to an excess of human ambition lead him to human actions that have their inevitable consequences, in which the characters’ bad deeds, errors, mistakes, and crimes are never forgiven or rectified. In this tragedy, Macbeth has a tragic flaw that leads to an ill-judged action that lead to another and then another and eventually leads to catastrophe.
He just laughs coldly, wiping his face. “Now, there’s the spirit I love so much. How’s the shoulder, by the way?” He presses two fingers into my healing shoulder and I moan. It may be sealed over, but it’s still healing.
Another smile graced her lips for a moment, light laughter there to accompany it as Anton’s lips brushed at her ear gently. ❝ Of course I don’t want to share you. I am a terrible and selfish young lady and sharing, especially you, might be the hardest thing for a fiend as me to do. ❞ Her shoulder nudged gently at the man’s form, a spark
Maxwell goes to discard the condom. As he does so, Jada turns around and cries.
One of the many foundations of the United States as a nation was religion. When people fled their homes in search of a new place, one of the many reasons was due to religious freedom. Almost immediately conflicts arose between religions, and their belief systems. No problems seem to arise with teaching religion to children in school until the 1900 's. That is when the courts decided religious instructions in public schools would be deemed unconstitutional. Court cases started around the country with people fighting against religious instruction in public schools, many accusing teachers of putting their beliefs in their teachings. The young, and impressionable minds of children should not be exposed to another persons religious beliefs because they can easily be swayed in a certain direction. This is why religious practices, such as prayer, and the teachings of creationism should not be allowed in public schools.
Perceval leaned over and placed a soft kiss on Joan’s forehead. “Thank you, love. I’ll treasure it always.” He wiggled the fingers on his ring hand. “It feels perfect.”
"I'm losing my mind!" He confessed with a laugh as tears pour down his cheeks. "I'm going crazy!" He shouted as he hit his head against the wall. He was losing his battle, but he still
“Uhhhehhh.” John murmured something. I can’t hear him but I can tell he’s hurting bad. I tilt my head and lean in towards him. My last piece of hope vanishes as John falls silent. Covered
“Charlie, Charlie, how are you girl? I was so sorry to hear about your Mother. Don’t you think for a moment that I won’t make them pay for what they did to the Duncans and the rest of the Wasteland clans.”
Henry said, “Jayna! Thank goodness, I was getting worried about you, I've been waiting here for over fifteen minutes.”