“i’ve had a long day.” megs announced, unprompted, but she didn’t care. “like, the longest. i could use a drink, preferably a milkshake, actually. my treat. you game?”
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“i’ve had a long day.” megs announced, unprompted, but she didn’t care. “like, the longest. i could use a drink, preferably a milkshake, actually. my treat. you game?”
The search| James && Open
James’ version of a town square was less lively then this one, but from his search on “The Internet” he knew he had to find a “Tattoo Parlor” in order to get what he needed.
Standing in the middle of the Town square, he shoves his hands into his pockets, lowers his gaze and slowly walks around. Looking up only to check the store names.
The celebration || James & Open
The Fourth of July made James shudder. I knew it was a celebration of the birth of America, but he also knew the darker side of being “American.” After all he was part of that dark side. He wasn’t going to burden the citizens of this town with his opinion especially not the children that seemed to be hating and loving the giant machines.
He would often he screams coming from these “rides”, but when the people departed the seemed to have enjoyed it. Things were truly different from how he celebrated back in 1860′s.
He stood in the center of the festival area taking in all the new sights and smells. Where should he begin...
every year, when viv’s death day rolled around, she contemplated leaving town to visit her own grave site. she often wondered if people still brought flowers, what they wrote on it — if it was forgotten or not. she knew, deep down, that she was better off not knowing. the loss of her human life only made her feel depressed.
“what do you want on your grave when you kick the bucket?” she asked, not sure if they were just like her own not. viv kept to herself, she hardly knew anyone. “depressing, i know. something nice or something funny?”
“Come on, you can do better than that!” A voice echoed. It was a slow evening at the gym for Malachi. He’d only had two real training sessions to plan for, the rest was helping where ever needed. Placing the stack of clean towels on a nearby counter. “Really, unless you want to be out of commission for the next month I’d straighten your back.” Kai said, folding his arms across his chest to examine the person’s movement.