Dating Games_Mono e Mono_The dilemma_Be Careful What You Wish For
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Dating Games
“Dating; go out with (someone in whom one is romantically or sexually interested).”“Thanks Google, but none of that describes this,” Josh said as he let out a sigh and sat down on the edge of his bed to pull on his shoes. “How did I let Zack talk me into this?” he said as he pulled the shoe on and tied the laces in a neat little bow.He moved across the room to the bathroom while he closed the buttons down the front of his shirt. The countertop around the sink was covered in an array of skin, hair, and facial care products. Josh stared at himself in the mirror as he finished the last of the bu...
Mono e Mono
(1)Thanks a lot but I can take it from here. We’re going right to the source. Cut out the middleman, because we’re back baby!I’m telling you this because I don’t want the board to be upset. Wouldn’t want an infraction on file now, would we? Before we get started there are some procedures and logistics to go through. HA, just kidding. I’m sure you have so many questions. Who am I?I am your automated guide to luxury. I am the genesis of self-discovery. I am the Mono Model 5b Plus. I can assist you with any of your Mono needs:Your job, Your food, And your shelter is all provided by Mono Incorpora...
The dilemma
I should never have answered the door. I had been enjoying an afternoon of silence, thinking the young family upstairs had gone out with their tricycle riding toddler when the door knocking started, becoming more frantic as I approached it."I am so glad you are in! Please, close the door quickly! Have you got something to push against it? He may try and break it down!"I bolted the door as Lara, my neighbour frantically began pushing the sofa against my main entrance. I automatically started helping before questioning her."Lara, slow down! What's happening, and whom are you talking about? Are y...
Be Careful What You Wish For
It had been an accident.Well, alright. Caleb had said it on purpose, but he had also been seven years old, head filled with Grandma’s stories of fairy rings, when he came across the circle of mushrooms just a few hundred yards from his home, in a gap in the trees that seemed perfectly sized for it.“I wish she would leave me alone,” he said to the circle of mushrooms, because no seven-year-old boy wants to be constantly followed by a three-year-old girl, and it didn’t matter how he asked or cried or begged their parents to keep her busy for a little while. Unless they were doing swww.onedoor.ccomething that ...