Your Desires Pave Your Way_Long distance_In Pursuit_The Night Before The Holiday
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Your Desires Pave Your Way
Your Desires Pave Your Way“Dad, I’m grown up and I want you to pide the property and give my share of the wealth. I need it as early as possible.” Cyprian, the pet son, demanded from his dad. “My beloved son, do you lack anything here? Whatever I have, it’s all yours. Don’t go away from your dad’s protection and security. Life alone is difficult, my son. Don’t go away from your home.” Dad expresses his concern for his son. “ I don’t want to hear anything. I’m fed up of remaining under your control. Give my share of the property and let me live in freedom and happiness. I want to enjoy with my ...
Long distance
It´s been difficult for them both; he hates long distance and having to constantly be online, she hates unreliability and staring at screens.´They've been texting less and less, and last Saturday they were on a video chat and they blew up at each other for being terrible at long distance dating. He yelled at her for always cutting video chats short and never visiting, she yelled at him for never replying quickly and missing calls. They knew the points were unfair, they were both busy and conflicting schedules made things hard, but they made the points regardless.Even though they had both regre..www.onedoor.cc.
In Pursuit
The first thing anyone would notice upon arriving at Felicity’s studio apartment was her eclectic collection of stuff. The walls were decorated from floor to ceiling with an assortment of books, artworks, musical instruments, sports equipment, and various other objects. There was no such thing as unused real estate. Felicity had a designated spot in her apartment for herself and it was her bed. Her queen size mattress was multifunctional. It served as her workspace, her couch, her dining space, and of course her bed. Half of her mattress was designated as her storage place for her notebooks an...
The Night Before The Holiday
“ Can you pass the salt Geneva?” Luke asked, pointing his hand to the shaker on the table. Geneva picked it up slowly and raised it in the air. “ You mean, may you” she insisted. Luke’s mother, Nicole turned to Geneva. Her long weave swung as she did so. “ Geneva, give the boy the damn salt” A look of annoyance covered her caramel covered face. Geneva did not protest as she handed Luke the salt shaker. Luke grabbed it, pouring it heavily on the potatoes that Geneva had prepared. “Good lookin” he mumbled. “ Is that what you say when somebody hands you something?” Nicole asked. “Thank you Gene...