"What doesn't work for you probably might work for me."      He wasn't sure to who that was directed. They were four. He could t be the one. And he had no idea what that was supposed to mean. Probably he had an idea but was simply feigning the hard guy. Not much of an option though, but what was there to do. He shouldn't be taking much responsibility for what he hadn't said. Probably he should let some other persons do that for him. He probably would be in for such sometimes later. That was mere hypotheses. Or probably some inflected hooey.        Dar was seating at the rear of the block-chair while Sea was on its heart. He was seating on the edge of the chair while Dreg was standing behind the block-chair opposite the girl's. Dreg had been indifferent. He could fathom. He knew that that was unusual of his pal. And of course he knew that that had something to do

    "It's now your turn, Dar."      "No, I can't please."      "Seven..."       "Six..."       "Five..."       "Four..."       "Three..."       "Two..."       "One..."       "Arrrgh. I give up. Y'all win."       "So... The story?"       "Take it whichever way it comes...        There was once upon a time a king who had a son who was veryfond of hunting. He often allowed him to indulge in this pa

"What are the girl's maladies?" He looked over her. Sea was the person he made an eye on. Then on Dreg and finally Dar. At least, he wanted to be the intiator of the conversation at that moment. He wasn't trying to boss around of course, but he knew that he could make do with whatever he had. And that was what was in hand. Why wouldn't he make do then? Why wouldn't he be seasoned with words. He didn't know what thoughts were rippling. He was simply only been silly and there wasn't much to that. He didn't mind. He did the survey look again. Dreg smiled. That was not what to do of course. Smiling was not the deal. He'd asked a question and they were all supposed to reflect on the asked. There obviously was no hideous attributions to the smile hewn by Dreg of course, there was more to it and he could tell. Even if twould begin with guesses! He would have somethings to say. He observed closely, he noticed that Dreg was stealing a look at Sea, he didn't know what for and didn't

     "You buying much chocolates recently?"      "I'll go for strawberry."         "Ew! How's that supposed to keep you up? Uhn?"      "Doesn't matter. Things work for us differently."       "Paulie, what ya saying about this?"       "Dar said it all, we have different perception to this. Like we of course see things differently. It doesn't make us foolish or illogical or dimwitted. We're just ourselves you know."      "But seriously, Sea proposing chocolates is quite the best idea. The best thing I could ever think of. "       "I guess Dreg is only pointing out the odds, he's yet to say what he would be using to smack sleep."&n

      "Listen to the folktales y'all dickheads wrote."       That was Brad. Heaven knew what had gotten into him.       "I'll read all subsequently. 30 at a go!! No break!"     . He was already on it.       "There was once a Padishah who had no children. When out walking oneday he saw a dragon accompanied by five or six young ones.‘‘Oh, my Allah!’’ he complained, ‘‘Thou hast blessed this creaturewith so much offspring. Would that this dragon had one less, and that Thouhadst given me one child!’’ He continued his walk until it began to get dark,and then returned to the serai. Time passed, until one night the Sultan’s wifeRead more