Because she had consumed too much alcohol, she couldn’t remember much of what had transpired that night. She didn’t know how she could face Brother Yan.
Urban · Jiong Jiong You Yao
"Hey, wake up… the air conditioning is cold here. Don’t sleep or you’ll catch a cold —"
Urban · Jiong Jiong You Yao
The man's eyes looked at the back of the room.
Fantasy · Warmaisach
It was a small study filled with all kinds of books, scriptures, tomes, and papers. An unbelievably soft, violet carpet was strewn across the ground, and a cozy fire crackled in the fireplace.
Fantasy · Warmaisach
Even though he had white hair, there were no wrinkles on his face. If one only looked at his face, one might believe that he was rather young.
Fantasy · Warmaisach
Someone knocked on a wooden door.
Fantasy · Warmaisach
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Fantasy · sahejRocks
He scoffed and smiled, four fingers on the cellphone his pinkie grazing his lip. "Like last time?"
Urban · Kay Lillyt
Shoes to the side of the closed room door. The right shoe sticking out enough to cause whoever dares walk in to stumble. One sock on the left shoe and the other very close to the chair by the bathroom. A chair that moved around the room a lot. Two pairs of trousers on the floor beginning a trail. A pair of boxers to the left, a sweat shirt to the right, a jacket that didn't quite stick the landing to the bed; the sleeves made the leap miraculously. The trail should have ended there, except there was another shirt and another jacket both hanging over a desk chair. Laptop screen light beaming on his desk, s subtle sign of an email received. "Mmhmm." He said. "Because?" He asked, reclining in his desk chair, feet propped up on his desk, one hand feeling the fabric of his cool to the touch jacket. "That's the coloryou want?"
Urban · Kay Lillyt
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Fantasy · Nikola_Niko
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Fantasy · Nikola_Niko
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Fantasy · Nikola_Niko
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Fantasy · Nikola_Niko
Gal was sure everyone near would hear her yelling and they might think she was yelling at someone of her age, but no! it was her hot-blooded kid brother who had sworn to always walk out of her whenever she was talking to him. It was as if every kid's mind was placed in his, he is hot-tempered, stubborn, and what he always loves to call himself 'crazy.'
Fantasy · kerryn
Jolan_Hildebrandt
Utilizing a mafia boss
Realistic · Moonwriting