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Conference in the Pacific Palace
WARNING: DO NOT ASK ME HOW DID I GET THIS INFORMATION, BUT I HAVE THE RESPONSIBILITY TO SPREAD THIS RECORD AS FAR AS POSSIBLE. BELOW IS THE RECORD, WHICH IS BASED ON WHAT I ACTUALLY HEARD AND SEEN.Pacific, the chief of the ocean and sea gods, announced a meeting. Every ocean and sea god rushed into the Pacific Palace, for this was an important meeting. When all the gods were settled in the largest conference room, whispering to each other some alarming news, Pacific revealed himself from the drapes of kelps. All the gods rose up and bowed to their chief with respectful manner. Pacific sat in t...
Juvia & August
CRASH!! Juvia flinched as the sound vibrated through her eardrums. “You broke another cup isn’t it?” she asked pinching thewww.onedoor.cc bridge of her nose. “Don’t you hate for being right every time.?” replied August in a mellow voice, scratching the nape of his neck. Lately August has developed a habit of breaking things, all because his hands couldn’t stop shaking. But it usually happens when he is unalarmed. But Juvia understood which one was for his condition and which one was done intentionally.“Third time today, what you want!?” Juvia retorted. “So it took one plate, one glass and lastly one cup to ...
Silent Shadows
“Come on, don’t be a scaredy-cat,” said Bobby. “You think it’s a good idea to break the law?” said Gemma. “It’s not breaking the law, I’ve got the keys,” he answered. “Yeah, right, and that makes it okay?” “I want to buy this house.” “You are fourteen.” “I know, my Dad is selling this place, and I want to have it.” “Your Dad is a sales agent, that doesn’t give you a pine right to own. Not now, nor in the future,” she said. “Come in and you’ll understand.” Bobby unlocked the front door and pushed it back. “Look at that,” he said. “It is nice,” said Gemma, as they twisted their way to the lounge...
Worst Case Scenario
You didn’t argue with Christopher Thustle. That was the number one rule of boardroom meetings. The only permitted words were yes, of course, and certainly. Or, preferably, you didn’t speak at all. In the nine months I had worked as social media intern at Thustle Events Inc., I had never spoken one word in a single meeting. Usually orders were just thrown at me and I was too busy struggling to write them down and nod enthusiastically to contend with the English language.It was rare that Chris – he insisted, not Mr Thustle, or even Christopher – had much to say to me in a meeting anyway. O...