Boomers Chapter 1 {WIP Rough Draft}
my bad. i forgot." both sat there for a few more minutes. morg hummed to himself a new song he heard on the radio while clarissa was starting on her home assignment for one of her classes.
Hope and Dreams part 1
"my bad." the bear finished, squeezing by into the showers, running the water. issac sighed in relief; vincent was one of the very few nice ones. even when tempted by his jack-ass teammates, he wouldn't do anything wrong.
The Slave's Tale, Chapters 1 and 2
"he pulled on my bad arm." she rubbed her left shoulder gingerly. "put me in the hospital for a week. i got sold to recoup the expenses." "happens a lot, doesn't it?" "what do you mean?" "the arm thing.
Capturing the Moment
my bad! not used to having company." he didn't do anything. he didn't snap his fingers, or blink, or even seem to focus.
Schande's Story-Chapter 12
Schande: "oh, my bad. kev, thanks for finding me. i don't know what would've happened if someone else did. guys, this is kevin. he's an exchange student from canada." they all greeted each other. schande: "what time is it?" kuro: "it's about noon."
[SFW] Squirrelly Days #018 - Vivica
I'm curious how many views are actual readers vs how many are just ais picking up my bad writing habits. ^-^; i'd be super grateful if you took a moment to do a quick anonymous google survey to let me know you're a real reader.
Pin and paper part 1
We agreed that if i didn't ruin the kitchen with my bad cooking i could use the office as my personal art studio. donita was sleeping in her room by the time my brother left. i took my gift to my art studio where i sat it on my wooden desk.
Who's THE FOOL Now?
my bad... you must be looking for something else..." he lifted up his leg, releasing his foot from atop your mouth and nose.
That Day, Part 11 - That Moment (W.I.P)
And that was good, the last of my bad feelings fading as we walked and talked. eventually, it started to get pretty late and we wandered back to my car.
Amber Silverblood: Rogue Wolf, Chapter Fourteen
Picking myself up, still limping from my badly thought out kick, i looked over the bar to see dex pulling himself free from a headless stone corpse. "are you all right?" he asked, massaging his neck. "yeah." i nodded. "how are you?"
Service the Elders
And to my bad ,i grow a hardon. the alien flickered with his toung and begin to smile. he sens my feelings.
Worth It
They missed, either out of range or just the result of my bad aim. probably the latter. he kept shooting at me, hitting me a few more times and forcing me to take even more stimpacks. the med-x was doing wonders and i was still in one piece.