“Says the one who just got booped.” “I- wha- how-” She sputtered. “You suck.” She finally said, after a long moment of silence. “Haha, you can’t do anything,” I stuck out my tongue. “Hey, wanna go find Collin?” “Sure.” We slipped back into the pool, and swam back to the shallow end. I had informed her a little while ago about Collin’s fear of the deep end. There he was, teasing Declan about him not going farther than the rope. “You’re not really a fan of the deep end either,” I commented. I turned
His reply came quicker than she imagined and Hannah’s eyes scanned the words, hungrily. Was this what addiction felt like? Getting to the end of the message she was disappointed, she wanted more. She wanted more of his words. But she’d barely had time to process the message before a stirring in the office had her quickly close the browser. It was three whole days before she managed to get back in the office alone, three days where she had done nothing but tossed replies around in her head and tried
As I turn in a slow circle, I'm confronted by Patsy, grinning like the Cheshire cat! John, however, wears a dignified smile. “Hey, you made it!” I lunge towards Patsy with open arms, who accepts my embrace, wrapping her arms around me. “You look spectacular!” Patsy wears a simple white dress, with a soft pink ribbon around her waist, upon her feet, a pair of silver slippers; she curled her hair and applied a light layer of makeup. “Thank you,” she replies, “but not as stunning as you.” As we release
“Spence!” “No.” Hannah stood on her tip-toes with the sole intention to prod Spencer’s cheek, “Yes!” He rolled his eyes, stepped back from the gigantic eclair. “Hannah, no.” Hannah grinned ear to ear and ran up to the eclair, spreading both arms on top of the chocolate ganache. “Hannah, yes! C’mon, haven’t you always wanted to eat an eclair that’s 3x your height?” Spencer walked up to where Hannah was standing, her eyes sparkled while her cheeks were rosy with excitement. She really was
ay. So that's where we keep the extra napkins and the sauces. - Sounds simple enough. Anything else? - Work on your fake smile. Seriously, Brian. It's a war out there... with screaming kids and their entitled parents who shout at you to fulfil their every desire. Are you trying to scare me? Yes. This job is not easy... but you'll be fine as long as you remember the customer is always right. Even if they sabotage their food just to get a free meal. - Seriously? That happens? - Yes, some do
“I can’t make her do that. By law, she has the right to stay here since she’s the mother of this child. That’s something you’ll have to take that up with the courts, however, until then, you’ll have to vacate the premises.” “I know the law, but this system is fucked up! The man has always got the big screwing in the end.” “Watch your mouth, pal! This is going to be my last warning to you. Okay, am I clear? James Capri is coming to the realization that the cards he is being dealt is stacking
Axel sat on Petra’s right, with Kamryn to his left. They scanned data on Valerie Parker’s credit accounts for the past five years. A pattern emerged over time; small regular payments made to a company in Dome 2 called U-Stor-It, which showed multiple owners, the current one named Gemini Storage. They exchanged knowing smiles. The current business name was a red flag. The property schematics displayed a sizable storage warehouse. “It’s within spitting distance of the spaceport,” Axel said, thinking
Over 200 years later and the hunt was still o]. Our team had scattered that night, only keeping in touch by coded messages within the news. I opened my eyes and waited for them to adjust to the darkened room before sitting up and swinging my legs over the side of my bed. I stood and made my way to the small sink on the other side of the rundown room. I looked at myself in the mirror and grinned at my reflection, throwing my dark hair into a high ponytail. I turned the water on and splashed my face
“Did I catch you at a bad time or something?” Lia asked in a trembling voice. “You sound a little out of breath.” “No, it’s great timing, actually,” he said, walking back to the bathroom to grab a towel. “I just got out of the shower. I’m dripping wet, but I’d rather be talking to you than anything in the world. Are you feeling better?” She ignored his question. “You’re in New York. I saw your picture Friday night at a party in Tribeca. I sensed that you were still right here.” “I have several friends
She shrugged. "On whether you needed to hear it." "Are you suggesting that I'd abuse my power? You wound me, Evans." "Oh please. You've spent the past six years breaking the rules. Why should this be any different?" She expected him to laugh, even to look a little smug. Instead, his expression grew serious, his voice subdued. "Is that really what you think of me? That I'd use my position to mistreat people, or… look, I know I've done stupid things. Gotten carried away with myself, took things