The Year of Know Thanks_Don’t Panic if I Catch Fire_Among Us_Snow day at work
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The Year of Know Thanks
“Dad! Dad! No… Arrrrrgggg!!” Jarod yelled at the screen. So far the Zoom call was not going well. “Hey! Marie! Can you see this? It’s Jarod! I’ve got Jarod on the screen!” called back Jarod’s father, Jim. “Hey buddy! I can see ya… Can you see me?” “No Dad,” Jarod groaned. “You have the camera setting wrong… I can see Mum and she is not finished getting dressed…” “Oh, right,” chuckled Jarod’s father. “Is this better..?” Jarod swore as the call ended. Tapping the Zoom icon on his phone and following all the convoluted instructions eventually Jarod managed to activate the call again. “Marie! I th...
Don’t Panic if I Catch Fire
Gregory frowned at the note attached to the bird’s cage. He shook his head and screwed his eyes shut. He opened them again.The note remained the same.Gregory looked around, even though he was the only person in the shop. He hoped — a fool’s hope — that Barbara hadn’t left at the end of her shift three-quarters of an hour ago. But, of course, she had.The man who’d dropped it off — it, that was the word he used, not he or she — had been rather strange. But, hey, who was he to judge? He was a 43-year-old man who co-ran a bird daycare shop with a stranger he’d met over the internet. Well, she wasn...
Among Us
Oh, no. The screen turned black and www.onedoor.ccon the very top “impostor” was written in dark red. Oh, no. I’m literally the worst impostor ever. The screen should know that. Then the screen turned into the map where us Among Us players travel through the map and accomplish our tasks to finish without getting killed by The Impostor. Namely, me. Of course, I was The Impostor, so I cold only fake the tasks. I pretended to get to work and used my joystick to proceed to different rooms. When I was finally alone with another player in a room doing tasks, I pressed hard on my “KILL” button and I saw the bloo...
Snow day at work
White. That's all she can see. Well, and maybe a little bit of light trying to get through. There's snow in her shoes and her feet are beginning to freeze. The car is at least started and the warm air hits her face and wet feet, but she realizes fast that she's not going anywhere. The clock on the dash says 3:14, which means she's been rocking the car back and forth for at least 10 minutes, and she's auto genius, but this seems like a no-brainer.Hands at 2 and 10, Callie leans forward and smacks her head on the steering wheel a little harder than she meant to. “Ow”, she quietly sighs. It was s...