False Leads_Ask the Oracle_What Would You Wear?_Game 7
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False Leads
“Some more bread, ma'am?” Yes, please.“And shall I refill your glass of wine?” Not right now, thank you. Perhaps in some time.The waiter walks away and Sunanda notices a slight swagger in his hips, evidently the young man is very aware of how attractively taut his uniform is. She smiles to herself, imagining how many secret corridor rendezvous this one would’ve had with the rich bored housewives that frequent this fancy restaurant. The smirk fades away though as she looks up to find that the observer is also an observee! A man at the bar raises his glass of single malt to her, a twinkle in his...
Ask the Oracle
“Girls, two to a seat, please!” Mr. Parson is looking stressed, but he isn’t half as stressed as I am as I search my phone for the perfect prom dress. Retail therapy is necessary considering I don’t even have a date yet. Also, schools should pay teachers more for working the week before Spring Break. They become glorified babysitters who wrangle hormonal teenagers during organized chaos. Today, my classmates and I find ourselves at the Rockcastle Museum of Ancient History, and the babysitters are acting nervous, as if we might stage a coup. However, I’d be more excited about this field trip i...
What Would You Wear?
Drinking apple cider vinegar could help you lose up to thirty— Jennifer Lawrence drops jaws at met gala— Is your baby at risk for—I flipped the magazine shut, frustrated that it did nothing to stave away the boredom of my morning commute. I tossed it into the shallow, off-white plastic seat beside me. Atlanta transport is quiet this early, before the sun rises and the groggy masses come tumbling in smelling of coffee and toothpaste. I usually find this ride peaceful, a welcomed calm before the storm of red-faced customers and ringing phones that consumes my workday. But on that day, I just fel...
Game 7
Content warning: strong language and a touch of bloodWeaver feels his middle finger tug familiarly against the seam of the practice baseball and a nauseating slickness bloom between the ball and his handwww.onedoor.cc as he releases it. He forces himself to follow through completely before stopping to look at the bright red blood dripping like water from the ripped callous that had been healing and re-opening since a start in Chicago two months earlier. Dammit.Clark, having noticed both the stain on the ball and his starter unprepared to receive a new one, appears before him, tilting his head to meet his ey...