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Hood Ornaments. Content Warning.
Fully expecting to get off the bus, grab his luggage, and head out to the cab line in front of the train station, he adjusted his bag over his shoulder and continued on with his plan to get a cab and go home.
By Majique MiMi3 years ago in Fiction
Hood Ornaments. Content Warning.
Michael looked down at the top of Tori’s head. “If I didn’t know any better, I would think you were avoiding me.” Tori was doing a lot of sighing. If she didn’t have so much to do, she would go back to bed, pull the covers over her head and hide until spring.
By Majique MiMi3 years ago in Fiction
Hood Ornaments. Content Warning.
“Are you sitting down?” “No.” “Baby I am going to need you to sit down.” “I don’t understand why I need to sit down.”
By Majique MiMi3 years ago in Fiction
Hood Ornaments. Content Warning.
With every bump in the road, he winced. In his mind he was cussin out the Burger King he devoured before he got on the bus to head home. Number one, he knew better. Fast food was a convenience not a direct order. He had no idea why he ate it so quickly. The only rational explanation for inhaling it the way he did was that after weeks of bland chow, that burger was like a steak to him. Unfortunately, he forgot what a number it would do on his stomach. The first six hours, he ignored the rumbling sound and did his best to process what was happening.
By Majique MiMi3 years ago in Fiction
Hood Ornaments. Content Warning.
Tori hid in the library gathering books for her research paper. She began writing and highlighting on notecards. It was a productive and much needed distraction for the day. It was also an easy and believable excuse to avoid Michael. By the time he was out of class, she could sneak back into the studio to work on her projects. She was excited as well as shocked that Professor Holmes liked her mixed media piece, but she felt uneasy putting her pain on display. Then she reconciled that’s what most artists do.
By Majique MiMi3 years ago in Fiction
A stolen phone, a love song, and a bet.
First Version: In the dimly lit alley of a bustling city, a stolen phone lay discarded on the cold pavement. It had once been the cherished possession of Marcus, a young and hopeful musician whose heart poured into every note he strummed on his guitar. But now, his beloved instrument of communication had been cruelly snatched away by an unknown thief. Anger and frustration welled up within him, but deep down, Marcus couldn't help but feel a twinge of curiosity about the person who had taken his phone.
By Ronit Chauhan3 years ago in Fiction
Spiritual pet strange talk (13): chicken blood cactus: against the fate of the evil magic or the last salvation
The Taoist priest was silent for a moment, and his eyes looked through the shadow of the trees outside the window, as if recalling a past event. With a light sigh, he continued.
By 醉翁忆梦换酒钱3 years ago in Fiction
Hood Ornaments. Content Warning.
Dell’s cell was vibrating in his hoodie pocket on his way home from class, “Hey Ms. Trudy, this is a surprise.” “Rondell,” she said in a soft, serious tone, “I am going to need your help.”
By Majique MiMi3 years ago in Fiction
Hood Ornaments. Content Warning.
Tori was exhausted She was working on several pieces at the same time. She was so consumed with her work she didn’t hear Michael enter the studio. So when he snuck up behind her and playfully picked her up, she screamed while kicking her legs. He yelled her name several times, and she finally stopped.
By Majique MiMi3 years ago in Fiction
Hood Ornaments. Content Warning.
“You did what?” Malik said grimacing at Dell while they waited at the lunch truck “I dunno if you have a death wish or what, but Sticks said…”
By Majique MiMi3 years ago in Fiction
Hood Ornaments. Content Warning.
After they all said their goodbyes to Ladee, who remarkably managed to stay out of earshot, the quartet decided on a less fancy restaurant to dine in because of the attire of the artists. But when Tori looked at the prices on the menu, her facial expression was one of shock. Michael patted her knee under the table and tilted her head to whisper in her ear.
By Majique MiMi3 years ago in Fiction
Hood Ornaments. Content Warning.
There was a soft knock on her dorm room door. Tori glanced at herself in the mirror one last time. She twisted the knob to let the door ease open. Michael walked in wearing torn jeans, a dress shirt, a brown blazer and a tan crocheted hat. He topped off the ensemble with a bright orange tie with a skull and cross bones on it. Tori couldn’t help but laugh.
By Majique MiMi3 years ago in Fiction