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Let's Do It!
Shobi sat in a silent corner holding a glass of orange juice, more to have something to hold than to have a drink. She was tired of the never-ending tide of dance followed by music. She was about to leave when Jai took a seat near her.‘Not so soon Shobi. At least stay until you hear Manu deliver your script,’ he said pulling her hand towards the chair.‘No Jai, I am exhausted. It’s already past nine. I have to go to work tomorrow,’ said Shobi genuinely sounding tired. ‘You haven’t changed a bit Shobi,’ Jai smiled nodding his head. ‘Now come on, give your old friend the pleasure of listening to ...
Tree
“We are so dead.”“Oh lighten up will you. We had fun right?”“My Dad is so going to kill me.”“Oh please, the damage will buff right out.”“I don’t think the whole front of the truck being smashed against a tree is something that will buff right out Hester.”“You just aren’t trying hard enough. The crash was pretty fun huh?”“You trashed my Dad’s truck.”“Well I had fun.”“How can you even think about doing your makeup at a time like this?”“Would you lighten up Sammy? Town is not too far from here.”“Okay I’m going to ignore you.”“And where do you think you are going?”“I’m looking for a pay phone. Are...
The Key of Eidolon: Brilliant Disguise
Brilliant Disguise Grim and Frostbitten Hearts 3 December 2014 “Ugh, it’s getting worse,” forty-seven-year-old nursing assistant Pepper Baiij groaned as she looked out the panoramic front window of Trinity Retirement Community in Lawrence, Kansas at the blowing snow. “It’s becoming a full-on blizzard. Maybe I should come with you on your outdoor rounds, Mary.” “Wouldn’t do to have both of us getting lost in the storm, Hon,” sixty-four-year-old security guard Mary Fonseca countered. “You know I wouldn’t feel right if one of the folks wandered out and got lost. I’ll have my phone with me so I ca...
BROTHERS FROM FIRE
2021, Present Day “Do you remember those days?” says Tine, laying his head on the hand-rest of the couch. Wat sat on the armchair, footsteps away from the sofa. The feeble sounds of The Office, playing in the background, echoed throughout the room. It was half-past eleven and the grey skies outside looked dull. “What days?” asks Wat, lost in his spiral of thoughts. His senses were not focused on the surroundings and his mind was dominated by the inward eye. “The orphanage in ruins. I still wonder how it was just the two of us,” saywww.onedoor.ccs Tine, shaking his head, as he throws the remote at Wat to sto...