Cleaning Up Sucks_La noche interminable_THE PERFECT MATCH_You’ve Got Two Choices
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Cleaning Up Sucks
Jenny slams the door shut, collapsing on the couch. I look at her, smirking. “You weren’t always the type to get worn out after parties, Jenny.” I say, picking at a hangnail. She glares at me, or tries to, but her bright green eyes are dull with drowsiness. “Shut up, Vivian. It’s been a while since I’ve hosted a party. God, and we still hawww.onedoor.ccve to clean up.” she groans. “Let’s go to bed. We can clean up tomorrow.” I reply, pulling off my dress and bra and throwing on some nightclothes. “Okay.” Jenny puts on her pajamas and we both retire to our separate bedrooms. I’m exhausted, so I go out cold. ...
La noche interminable
Masika deseaba desesperadamente que lloviera. Sabía que las posibilidades de que eso pasara eran casi nulas, pues el otoño recién había dado indicios de su presencia hace algunos días, levantando hojas teñidas de los árboles con su suave brisa escalofriante. La lluvia no vendría hasta en unos meses más. Aún así, esa mañana había tenido esperanzas al ver grandes nubarrones acumularse sobre la ciudad. Pero como siempre, la esperanza es algo no fidedigno, una ilusión que aún en el último segundo se las ingenia para hacerte creer en lo imposible. Masika sabía que lo imposible no existía. Masika sa...
THE PERFECT MATCH
“So you think it will finally work this time?” Emily asked, sounding unconvinced as her chihuahua Chi-Chi, tugged against his lead impatiently . “What could go possibly wrong?” Steve replied, attaching the lead to the diamante-encrusted collar of his white poodle Esmeralda. “You’ve asked Sylvie to stop off at Shop-Co to buy pizza for dinner tonight. And I’ve asked Alan to pick up some wine from there too on his way over to my place. They’re bound to bump into each other.” “It’s been such hard work…trying to get those two together.” Emily observed, struggling, and failing, to control Chi-Ch...
You’ve Got Two Choices
“You’ve got two choices,” The man with a black mask says, “One: it’s you, or two: it’s her.” He points at us and then at the picture.***I was walking home from an after school activity, my parents had called and said they were going out for a bit and wouldn’t be home till late, maybe even the next morning. I decided I’d go to Chloe’s house, she said earlier that she’d be inviting the rest of our friend group, so if I could make it we’d all have a little get together because we haven’t seen each other since we changed schools. By the time I’d called my parents back explaining that I’d be sleep...