But I only give ya ten minutes. Anymore and I calls the cops. Take the first turnstile, on your right” He pointed to the turnstiles that lead up into the platforms.
Four friends were going to hang out at Kings Island during Halloween Haunt. Their names are Jane Rogers, April O’Neil, Steve Rogers, and Donatello Hamato.
The air was cold, not a frigid cold, but rather a chilly fall evening. The sun was setting and the sky was an Erie dark blue. Nick turned on the radio and the guys were ready to kick off the weekend. Their plans were dim, but they night was young and hopes were high. Johnny leaned over to open the window and a heavy breeze flew into the car. The window was quickly rolled up and the realization that summer was over was clear. Driving down University drive Nick and Johnny indecisively argues about what to eat. Every fast food joint had been hit about 4 times by this time in the year. The two decided on chipotle and began their scheme to acquire booze. See Nick had his brothers fake ID, so all it took was some confidence and the two of them
“Girl, I've been doing good ! Long time no see, what are you doing in this neighborhood”
“Nah, you know, Josh, I’m not all that into just staying here.” She gave the impression that she wanted to go.
The weather was pleasant, with cloudless blue skies and the air heavy with birdsong along their route. Accompanying those who were being sent to assess the damage at the Salsolan Outpost had been a choice — the same way drinking when thirsty was a choice — and bringing her slave had been just another facet.
“Come on Connie, my sweet girl, we’re just going for a ride, just you and me, we can go to the spot, then maybe that cabin in the woods” he said as though he hadn’t heard Connie, only tightening his hold on her arm in response and yelling to Ellie. “Hey Ellie, hop out of the car for me why don’tcha, make room for my girl”
I felt bad for these people. They were frightened and in desperate need of nutritious food. Pellagra is a condition found mainly in third world countries where people depend mostly on a corn-based diet. We had food that could help these unfortunate folks, but it was out in the vehicles.
A few minutes later, Katelyn told us that she had better get going and I insisted that Tucker give her a ride home, to which of course, he obliged. Owen then hopped into the truck’s bed so that Katelyn and I could squeeze into the cab with Tucker for the short trip.
"It's ok" She said, thinking that it was probably going to be a fast trip because It wasn't too far by car. She started driving, thinking about the best route to arrive as fast as they could to his place. She was well aware of the fact that this was the first time they were together without one of them being order to do so by the captain. It was weird, for sure. An uncomfortable silence filled the car and to
Friday, October 13th, there was a carnival coming to Clydeville. Clydeville was a very small town, everybody knew everybody. At the Clydeville high school everyone usually kept to themselves. Leo and Carly were the main couple of the school. They planned on going to the carnival that night because they wanted to go out that night. They thought something terrible was going to happen. They thought right.
The scent of burning nicotine mixes in with the bitter-sweet sound of silence that flows through my neighborhood. The murmurs of the 39 engine making its rounds of routine lateness is a usual as it flows down small Dauphin street and to much better-known areas of the city.
It is with pleasure that I take this pen in hand to inform you that I am well and hope this will find you the same. When I left you, you was looking very feeble and I have had many a sleepless night thinking about you. Sometimes I fancy you dead and then again I fancy you are coming here to see me, but that I fear is only joy anticipated.
As the car moved forward, Cassandra looked through the back window at Carrie. She seemed so small and vulnerable standing next to the huge man. Worry tugged at her gut.
It warmed his spark to see the shorter mech smiling. Bumblebee had been smiling less and less as of late. It was starting to worry him. With Optimus gone, Smokescreen could understand how hard it was for Bumblebee, for all of them, but he couldn’t bear to stand by watching his friend run himself down to the bare wires.