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Weekly Contest #86
“Why, good morning, Ellen!” said the squirrel in his usual chipper voice. “What are you busying yourself with, today?” "Go choke on an acorn, squirrel,” replied Ellen with fiendish vexation. Ellen spoke in such an unmistakably rude manner that the squirrel needed a moment to process. How could she tint her words so venomously to such a cute, lovable little creature? Though, he supposed unavoidable verbal harassment was superior to only somewhat-avoidable blunt-force trauma. For a teenager, she sure had upper arm strength. Ellen gave the squi...
Weekly Contest #66
“It doesn’t count if you’re already planning your defeat. That’s your first mistake,” Michel said, pausing momentarily to take a sip from his coffee cup. “Either you deliver it like a man, or you're going home like Chris Kim. And don’t even try to pretend like you don't know what I'm talking about. Just because you don’t gossip doesn't mean you don't have ears.” I sighed, “I know, I know. I’ve heard it already, the ‘you don’t wanna end up like Chris Kim’. Poor guy.” “Dude couldn't look her in the eye for the rest of the month. And when he go...
Weekly Contest #65
There is no time to lose focus. This time I will succeed. I have to. “Ethan? Are you good? You don’t look too hot.” Moli says, slowly backing off from my hunched figure. Moli is visibly the most stunned. He generally hates the outdoors, staining his jeans, walking in mud, but he doesn’t even notice himself stepping into the puddle and dirtying his "good" pair of shoes. Erica is no different, although she hides it well. She runs her hand through her bangs, clearly confused, if not agitated, the orange tint of the bonfire sharpening the dark b...
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