The noise in the Amphitheatre background of boys playing reminded him of how distant he was from them. And how glad he was to be of the house. He was feeling a bit conflicted. The wind in the theatre roared in his ears because he was high up. Jessica asked if he was okay and his anger surged. But he was quite aware of her intentions because he rarely called to ask how they were doing so he let it slide. Ever since Elvis passed on, he had sleepless nights, and relied upon controlling his bodily processes like eating and sleeping. He paid for it dearly when Jason reported that he was sleepwalking and hitting a tray with a spoon around the hostel. Disturbing everyone. He once walked into his neighbor's room to spill red paint on their windows. That did not stop them from beating him awake. Till they turned on the lights. He was sore even after three days. He worried that something bad might happen to them in the long run. Like the time-crazed masochist Viridian Chase who attempted to
Sometimes she could not help that it was her fault. He was asking her to come home, to give law a chance. So she could work under his patronage. She was just stretching her wings.She stretched and went to her apartment. The clinic was made to look like a log cabin on the outside with trees and shrubs to complement the place. Indeed they just made it look scarier because you could hear the patient screaming as they pulled a cactus spine out of his body.Artemis was in a white snow jacket, denim skirt, and white wedge sneakers. She looked kind of contrite while Maks sat troubled, he was tired out and he did not feel the need to socialize. With anyone.He stayed mute, it seemed like nothing could come out of his lips. He had nothing to hold on to. He was always afraid of airing his contentions, the only time it came out was at the wrong moments when he ended up hurting people. Meg did not see the need to look after them. She looked depleted also and he had her company. But his lips
Jeremy McCormick sat uneasily with his wingmen teasing them. He had a healthy relationship with his parents, they taught him how to be a gentleman, how to accept things as they are, and how to respect everyone and women to be specific. Because he had trouble with that in high school so to speak. Frankly, he did not makeup when it came to appearance. He was...average. And right now he didn't even know half of what he was doing. He was rolling through it like a drunkard trying to find the exit. Generally, he lacked self-motivation. He was laid back and had impractical goals. He just happened to find her along the way. He would just follow the breadcrumbs and he decided to go with it. Respect was a long stretch when it came to relationships_ But then he was afraid of the consequences. He might be happy on the surface but his mind was bustling about what people might think about him. Like he was dating a rich heiress who only recently. He might be happy on the surface but his mind was b
"Interesting..."Maks nodded. "I'll let myself out." He said and hurried down the stone steps of the wooden platform with a fireplace. It got cold at night around Med Park. Rex gave him a grim sneer. He wasn't waiting around for Meg to show up. He hurried down the lane and he paused at her stepping down from a taxi. He raised his hands. Artemis stumbled out and stretched her arms. "Did you miss me?" She hugged him and leaned her head on his shoulder. "What's going on with you?" He said to her and he stood face to face with McCormick, his eyes flashed, and he roared and punched him. Maks backed away from the fight. He fumed throwing Jeremy off his balance with a violent judo flip. He landed on the floor and arched his back."Hey!"Meg hurried down the field and saw him standing over Jeremy with his foot on his throat. He stepped down. Jeremy was shell-shocked and Artemis looked like she could use a pair of sunglasses by now. Jeremy looked furious. He was taller and older by 3 yea
Valentina di Romano sighed, she felt a tightness in her chest, no it wasn't a stroke, it felt like something wrong was going to go wrong at any moment. She lived in a bubble for so long that it seemed inevitable that she would face another squabble. She returned to the counter while Raymond propped his hand on his chin, running his finger on a nickel. He was just sixteen years old. He did not believe in the ancient witch's ideals, she just happened to be an old lady who knew her chemistry very well. "And remember, do not give the pink boxes out for sale. They're special." Ray gave Valentina his best smile yet. "Okay, Nonna. I won't." He allowed himself a piece of chocolate from the blue box and she smacked his hand with a folded-up magazine. ... Francis saw the fraternity brothers prancing by the fraternity house, he was afraid that they might dump a bucket of ice cubes into his pants or make him drink from a barrel of beer upside down, or make him run through the field nake
Valentina made an effort to escape. Mister Fox crowed, he caught the spell book in his claws and flew off. Valentina cried out. Artemis caught the entire crowd in her hands. Maks gripped Ray by the end of his shirt. He struggled. "Lemme go!" He was already on the brink of tears. A snot bubble blew out from his nostril."It's best you come up with a cure." Maks reckoned it was just dumb luck that the composite did not completely work its magic. Raymond squealed when he held on to him and swept him off the floor.He avoided her hand and the people rolled off her other hand like logs of wood. A pink ambiance rotated around on her pupils and she turned on Maks. She gripped him, crushing his ribcage. Valentina gazed at Artemis, she had some of the composites on her. She supposed she could compel her to fight back. While she made her escape. Ray joined her."This doesn't even make any sense." Maks perched on a tree and avoided her hands. Artemis tried to pluck him out. "For Valentina.
He flew home. What she said hurt him so much, it was very sad that she thought no one else looked after her and on the other hand, he wanted to tell her that she was doing fine_of course, thanks to his selective muteness, he couldn't say anything. The trees looked dotted on the desert ground and patches of silver clouds encompassed the ant-sized houses. He had to stay above the clouds. He wondered why he was not getting immediate feedback back from his system about his position in the food chain (besides being human as Meg put it.) Besides that, he preferred being human to anything else, maybe a spider. Spiders were fun except for the murderous urge to eat a bug. Once, he tried to use his web to swing like a human being but the web just faltered under the breeze. Sometimes, the system required a lot of experimentation and he tried different animal fighting styles to develop his fighting style, it took a lot of focus and mental work to get the job done, and that was why he was able to
He flew home. What she said hurt him so much, it was very sad that she thought no one else looked after her and on the other hand, he wanted to tell her that she was doing fine_of course, thanks to his selective muteness, he couldn't say anything. The trees looked dotted on the desert ground and patches of silver clouds encompassed the ant-sized houses. He had to stay above the clouds. He wondered why he was not getting immediate feedback back from his system about his position in the food chain (besides being human as Meg put it.) Besides that, he preferred being human to anything else, maybe a spider. Spiders were fun except for the murderous urge to eat a bug. Once, he tried to use his web to swing like a human being but the web just faltered under the breeze. Sometimes, the system required a lot of experimentation and he tried different animal fighting styles to develop his fighting style, it took a lot of focus and mental work to get the job done, and that was why he was able to