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Weekly Contest #61
James sat dumbfounded as the guy in front of him kept talking, not being able to take it anymore he hurriedly interrupted. "N-no it wasn't like that. I-I remember that day I-I, H-how could I-" "Not Notice? We both know the answer to that don't we? " The doctor calmly sipped his coffee as James grounded his knuckles against the table. "How did he handle it?" James took a deep breathe and decided to ask the question whose answer he couldn't remember. "Badly. But you know it is a bit funny that you don't even know that. Do you even reme...
Weekly Contest #57
In the whole village Arya was the sole person who had ever actually expressed her desire to leave the village in front of all the people in the village.She did that cause, as she explained much later after her speach at the independence day, "I don't have it in myself to continue to fake laugh any longer at the terribly unfunny jokes of these people". She alo said something like that in her speach too but there was too much of it for the people of the village to remember the whole thing.Arya would tell this story to anyone who would care to ...
Weekly Contest #56
That day was something that Emilia Marquess had been dreading for about a week now. '“I can't believe my friends would just force this bullshit blind date on me despite knowing about my social anxiety. What jerks!” Emilia muttered to herself as she fiddled with her bootlaces. Done with tightly tying the laces to an uncomfortable degree, she straightened up and took a deep breathe before opening the front door to her house. That day was something that Edward Jones had been looking forward to for a about a week now. “Whew(exhales softly), Ca...
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