Hobby:Smiles_Apocalyptic_The Abandoned Winter Cabin_Two to Tango
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Hobby:Smiles
I'm a journalist for a weekly local magazine. I explore people's unique hobbies. The editors revealed that his son who collects stamps requested to go to the hobbies convention next week. I proposed to the editor perchance I'll encounter unconventional hobbies. Strolling past some stations there were a lot of conventional hobbies such as stamps, toy trucks, and rocks. In this situation, it would thrill me pardon the pun a diamond in the rough. Something caught my eye, something was flashing it was a giant flat-screen TV 81 inches (ca. 2、06 m) this certainly piqued my attention.it was engaging ...
Apocalyptic
I sighed and turned off my television. The soaps were getting boring, and I wouldn’t go back to watching kid’s TV. I was fifteen now; a grown up. The warm summer breeze drifted through my window. Despite the dark, it was still too hot. 25 degrees centigrade, refusing to fall. A brief smell of rotting meat drifted through the window. I sniffed disdainfully, and wondered if it was the neighbour’s cats latest kill. Ew. There it was again. I groaned, and got up to investigate. Padding over to the window, I stared out at the street. I peered around the corner. “AAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!” I screamed. Not ve...
The Abandoned Winter Cabin
The latest patient stretched her arms and felt her surroundings before remembering where she was, and what had happened the night before… but she couldn’t.“Ah, you’re awake” said the doctor “I was beginning to worry”The girl blinked a few times trying to remember who she was but she didn’t seem to be having much luck with that either.“I have to ask, why am I here, have we…” she quickly checked beside her bed for any unmentionables “it’s alright, I just don’t remember”“We haven’t met, but we were travelling together, I’m trained in medical emergencies fir cases such as this.”The doctor had a cl...
Two to Tango
I thought I had finally managed to convince Ruth that nothing she could say or do would ever persuade me to even give ballroom dancing a go. That I have nothing at all against those who love it, and that I’m sure they’re all kind and decent people – it’s certainly true of her. Well, at least most of the time. But I actually believed I had penetrated her figurative tin ear and that she had realised she was wasting her time. Yet today, oh so casually, over a coffee, she brought it up again. The ballroom dancing, not the coffee.www.onedoor.cc So she doesn’t get it after all. She doesn’t get it that I don’t get...