My first day at work.
She sat on the couch in the living room where she saw lorie, her best friend playing a video game. she sat next to her and joined the game. "halo huh? that's odd, i never play this game."
Like Ivory and Ebony Chapter 4
We all sat at the same lunch table; again, as usual, and talked about the newest video games and social media crap. he walked over and sat at the table directly across from me, and i realized i didn't even know his _name_ yet.
Flesh and Blood - Act 1
She sat down in the chair across from him, awaiting him to take his seat. lucas was a bit stunned but he calmly sat down and ate the eggs.
Chapter 7
Bonnie sat on the stairs beside freddy, while foxy sat beside clyde. foxy rubbed his cheek and looked away from the lighter coloured bunny. clyde looked over at foxy and raised an eyebrow, "no." "are ya alright?" clyde asked.
Maybe I'm not Such a F*ck Up
Morgan asked, steve sat there with a dumb look on his face trying to recall where he may have seen her before. "no, i'm sorry."
Confessions
I sat into my half and he sat on the other side. the small oak box we sat in kept us separate via a wall with a small square hole. a curtain over the hole to block view and allow speech to pass.
On Parole 9
Veemon sat at on a small bench. spyro and croc sat as well. spyro said, "man just being outside is a wonderful experience." veemon was way more focused on the court then spyro.
After hours
The bronto froze as he was stuck to the stool, he thought for a second and sat back down. "sure i'll have whiskey and coke with a lemon" as he sat back down the stool groaned and creaked. "sure sounds good to me.
Little Blue Love (Soft)
He simply sat there, smiling at everyone, his thick tail wagging gently as they all chatted after their drinks. and of course, kari's mother's concoction still sat in the cooler.
Always remember Chapter 1
I turned sat cross legged in front of the shower until it headed up. i didn't know how to feel about what i saw. i sat confused and losted, i was scared that that turned me on.
8th Crescent Past Memories
I sat there, deep in thought as we both went quiet. hunter's cup of coffee sat next to his book, untouched and gone cold. the dustpan filled with shattered china and the sponge soaked in water and coffee sat on the dining table close by.
Alone
And so there he sat. again and again, day after day, week after week, he sat there. alone.