Workplace Romp
_ **baxter:** _ever been to the midwest?
Hot for Teacher
>if only you were up all night for good fun instead of waiting for some stuffy midwest fatbody to let you in the door so you can take a paycheck. >wait... >what was that last part? "with what?" >she freezes. >"...nothing."
Luca's Story Ch. 8
His family consisted of former soviets who fled the iron curtain and made a killing in the industrial midwest, mysteriously selling out their assets right before the decline of american automobiles.
Pool Mates
This part of the country was about as used to crime as it was to sandy beaches, needless to say there wasn't much of either of them within a few hundred miles thanks to the upper midwest's natural ability to push everyone away.
Wolves' Legacy 2: Chapter 7
"then, the midwestern knight, aka tanner grishom, a lycan warrior who fought in the midwest ulrich district as the district's protector.
Radical Stranger
"oh, a little town in the midwest," nathan replied. "i see ... middle-west of what?" "the midwest of a country i'm increasingly certain you've never heard of," nathan said before sighing aloud. "where am i?" "this is the kingdom of mellath.
Gently Unchained [Commission]
"i mean, we're in the midwest. dust storms are normal." "point taken." the arctic fox with dark markings and clawed hands (a gift from his dad's side of the family) took another sip from the third latte he'd drank in this cute little cafe.
Roomate
"yeah, i'm from the midwest, originally, and i wasn't able to find anyone who was willing to drive halfway across the country with me on such short notice. so i mostly did it by myself." "well, you have to admit, this is a lot easier, isn't it?"
No CGI: Office of Permissions 3
I hear things are more easygoing in the midwest. that must be true, or you’d never have been allowed to walk around untagged for this long.” charles nodded, rubbing the back of his neck. “yeah, it’s not nearly as strict over there.”
How I got To San Andreas (well almost there)
Meanwhile somewhere in the midwest sylvr: damn it where are my keys? \*digs headfirst in couch\* product59: i have no clue.
Be a Dragon
His sister had gotten him a job running a vr pavilion in the middle of a mall in the middle of god-only-knows, the midwest. all around him, the fashions seemed to be trapped in the mid-90s.
Not a Pet! Ch. 1
Just a sleepy midwest town in bumfuck nowhere, whose main attractions were the second largest cornfield in the world and a small shop that sold things made of straw.