Smoker in the Closet
Jake led me out to the parking lot to an old beat up truck, it was green and covered on the inside with sharpie drawings on the seats, walls, ceiling. even his rear view mirror had some scribbles on it.
The Scientist's Experiment
"if you could please lie on the table," the siamese requests, grabbing an empty jar and reaching for a sharpie. the large wolf complied, lying down on his back on the table, "what's the jar for?"
WestWood Part.2
Johnny grunted as he took a black sharpie out of his back pocket and began to scribble over the grimy bronze. he wrote quickly and efficiently, before standing back and chuckling, sliding the sharpie back in his pocket.
Cutie Academy - Chapter 1 "Over the Wall"
So i pick up the lightest and flattest rock i could find, took a sharpie out of my bag and wrote: "stop with the rocks, you'll get whipped" with an unhappy face, then tossed it over the wall. i sat back down and opened up my book.
The Model - Chapter Twelve
Tommy stepped forwards and handed a sharpie to kurt. "i never thought i'd be asked for my autograph twice on one day," i mused as tommy pulled his jeans down to reveal a pair of light blue briefs.
Chapter 14 (Todd)
I take out a piece of paper and the sharpie and scribble out a message. actions speak louder than words. t. i think that's good enough. i fold it in half and look at step three.
Chapter 9 (Wendell)
Also in the box is spray paint, paper, a rubber band, a sharpie, and super glue. "what are you doing with all of that stuff?" todd looks panicked. "let's just say, i don't take things lightly."
The Wound before the Warrior
He held out a key marked '12' with a sharpie, "careful... i hear sometimes she bites."
Sent Down Pt. 4
As soon as he shows up again, she sends him off with a mission... and a sharpie? the black sharpie retractable fine point permanent marker held a special meaning at dragged under.
Late Night Gym Ch.1
"danny, go get the sharpie out of my jacket." he added to his fellow. "sharpie?" tark'aya asked curiously as daniel nodded and turned to head around the bank of lockers. ruckus nodded and patted the bench. "don't worry, come sit up here." he direction.
IN ANOTHER TIME (L.)
He offered me a pencil, an ink-pen and a sharpie. i took all of them and smiled at him. he smiled back cutely. i haven't seen him yet this day but he kind of seemed familiar on the very first glance.
All I Want for Christmas...
The pair of shirts was sealed up behind glossy paper and tape, and he carefully peeled a label sticker from its sheet to put on the present, and then slowly, carefully scribbled in sharpie.