Blind Date
"So tell me about yourself?" Quinn can't believe he used that cliché. Here he was sitting across from an absolutely stunning fennec fox and all he could say was "Tell me about yourself?" "Well" Felix started "I grew up on a farm honestly, doing all...
Serenifi: Great Scott! Part I: Scene 8
Tranquility...s inner-monologue: "dear pesky plumbers... i mean, lola bunny, on the night i traveled back to this time, your descendant lexi bunny was shot by pompous wb executives.
The Ant Hill
Christine's inner-monologue erupted into a torrent of curses and cussing as the lone ant began to walk away. yes, her body did begin to move towards the exit.
Makin' Memories, Just Father and Son (and this horse)
In the time it took your inner monologue to finally be written, your old man put himself on his back atop one of the stacks of hay bales, seemingly curated for the perfect height to align his throat with a horse's crotch. "hey, lead him over, please."
The Great Silverback
Her inner monologue continued, "observe his flared nostrils, indicating he has caught her scent. this is evidence is backed by the bulge in his coveralls."
Doggy Tongue Auteur
_i really can't believe i'm doing this shit,_ thought desmond, his inner monologue far more coarse than he would ever dare speak.
Entih Sleeps Over
Having cleared up with his inner monologue, jeff headed back to the bedroom to find that entih was already well asleep.
Beginner's Luck
I've dealt with that before, and fuck, nothing hits my dysphoria harder than someone obviously over-compensating for the fact that their inner monologue is probably screaming '_he's wearing a binder. he has a pussy!_' at the same time.
You Only Live Large
_wait a minute_, said harry's inner monologue. _you're no longer paralyzed._ harry arched his eyebrow. could it be? he subtly twitched his fingers and toes. it was true! dr.
The New Pet 2
Skylar put a stop on his inner monologue and decided the quicker he got through this than the quicker he could be on his way...at least hoped...
Renaissance Unfaire
My inner monologue ran. 'not much of a fight. guess you're going to just sit there and stew away until my show time's up. hah. maybe i should be grateful that you saved me some work today.' he shook his head and got up.
One Step at a Time
I eventually said, breaking my inner monologue before i got depressed. i felt myself itching for a glass of wine just to take the edge off.