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Partner's in Crime
They had been in this sleepy town for less than 24 hours, 12 of which they had slept at this cute but somewhat dingy motel in the dessert. It was the vibe more than anything. The rooms were upgraded and clean, but the old feel of the building, there was something to it. It was if the walls told a story. The room spoke.
By Jennidoll of (jennidoll.inc)10 months ago in Humor
The Little Monsters
“Wake me up, before you go g-” “Ugh I’m really starting to HATE that song.” Kate groggily complained as she reached for her phone on the nightstand. She dismissed the alarm and before she could set the phone down, a Celine Dion song started playing,
By Tressa Rose10 months ago in Humor
Catching Language
Evelyn works primarily on the third floor that has grey walls and she runs the necessary items up to her boss. She picks the perfectly manicured laundry and strolls to the elevator. When she arrives at the fifth floor, she is greeted with bright orange walls. She presses the bell on the white empty desk.
By Lisa Pulliam10 months ago in Humor
Party Foul. Top Story - March 2025.
“Who is this person again?” I calmly asked as I adjusted my unruly boxers for the twentieth time. “A friend from college, I told you, a sorority sister. We went to their wedding, remember? The one in Italy?” Of course, how could I forget? Star-crossed lovers from the Midwest opted out of a thirty-minute drive to their local church so they could force three hundred people to buy a 1500-dollar plane ticket, yeah I remember. “And Jason remember, her husband, you and him hit it off?” We in fact did not hit it off. I clocked Jason from a mile away, slick-backed hair, Oakleys hanging from his pastel color shirt. Speaking with him only affirmed my assumptions: trust fund baby with a high seat at his daddy's company table. I was shocked he could even talk with that silver spoon in his mouth.
By James U. Rizzi10 months ago in Humor
SALT
Introduction Charlie Solevar, a man in his early 30s, returns to Salt Lake City after deployment to settle the affairs of his recently deceased paternal grandmother. He comes back to the apartment where he grew up, haunted by a flood of unresolved memories and the lingering absence of his mother, Birdie, who disappeared when he was twelve. Grief-stricken and grappling with an emotional void, Charlie spirals into a strange twilight state, convinced that the universe is trying to communicate with him through the remaining letters in expired cans of alphabet soup.
By Salomé Saffiri10 months ago in Humor
