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Overbooked
Traffic getting to the airport was a nightmare. The car park was no better, with cars and taxis weaving in and out narrowly dodging each other.
“Can we finalize the fare now?” Christina asked while the taxi driver was waiting for room to pull in. “I’m in a bit of a hurry, I’ve got ten minutes left before I have to check in.”
The taxi driver gave her a slight nod and pulled up the fare, he even managed to slip in an extra ten dollars, knowing Christina didn’t have the time to dispute it. As she had finished paying the driver managed to pull into the bay and Christina jumped out of the car before it c
Literature
The Button
The Button
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"Oh, Darryl, that's wonderful! An invitation to the Larraby's ball? How
did you manage to swing that?"
Darryl smiled enigmatically at his fiancée. "Ancient family secret."
"But what did it cost?" she asked.
"I was told 'a touch of karma'. But that's not important now. The limo
will be here in less than an hour. We have to get ready!"
Her face fell. "It's tonight?" she asked, tremulously. "But what will I
wear? None of my clothes are good enough..."
Darryl held something in his hand, presenting it to her with a
flourish.
Yana looked at the simple blue button, skeptically. "It won't cover
much."
"Ah, but
Literature
Typewriter 4: Heads rolling
Anna was in the kitchen enjoying her morning coffee. Her one night stand from the night before had already left and life was good. She had also had this weird feeling since yesterday, as if she was seeing herself from outside her body. However, she felt happy, and she could see from outside herself that she was happy. She started talking to herself. "Good morning, Anna" "Good morning indeed" "This coffee is great" "It is! And with a good morning and good coffee, you know it's going to be a good day." "Don't jinx it" Too late" She smiled at herself, and suddenly, Sandra and Jenny came inside and sat beside me by the table. Sandra was kind of picking on her phone case, and Jenny was staring at her from across the table, with a serious look on both of her heads. "Anna, Jenny has something she wants to tell you". One of Jenny's heads looked at Sandra. "Hey, it wasn't me that set the wardrobe to 10". Sandra looked up from her phone and at me standing at the kitchen counter. "Maybe you
I'm a little annoyed at the way I broke up the chapters. They leave off at really awkward moments, and now it's sort of too late to fix them. Oh well.
Mature
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"Reduced to two featureless breasts. Melissa flipped the boob monstrosity over in her hands,"
She says "monstrosity", I say "masterpiece". Though, I guess w/out nipples and any context for how she got this way, she'd just look like some kind of oversized pink sausage. I'm sure she'd make a wonderful neck pillow, and would really enjoy being "fluffed".
Looking forward to whatever these two get up to next.
She says "monstrosity", I say "masterpiece". Though, I guess w/out nipples and any context for how she got this way, she'd just look like some kind of oversized pink sausage. I'm sure she'd make a wonderful neck pillow, and would really enjoy being "fluffed".
Looking forward to whatever these two get up to next.