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a mocking voice echoes down the hall, loud and confident, dripping with irony. “You bastard… you killed my father!” Mark yells, sprinting like a beast, his eyes bloodshot with darkness. “Eh, eh… I don’t think so,” Logan lifts an AK-47 from the ground. It’s dirty, rusty, but on the gas pistons, you can just make out a black “5” with smoke curling from it. For some reason, Mark sees it too. He freezes mid-step, and Sam doesn’t move either. I can’t comprehend anything.

“This is your ticket out of here.” “What the fuck are you talking about? You want me to swallow a pill and then what?” My stomach tightens. Hopefully it’s not poison. “Strychnine,” he says simply, slipping it into the chest pocket of my prison uniform. “Causes violent muscle spasms and convulsions. High doses are deadly. But a small one, like this, will incapacitate without killing.” “And your plan is?” I ask, brow raised, watching his eyes flick toward the cameras.

I asked confused. “Do you know what it feels like to use it? – Kristos asked raising an eyebrow. “And is there a difference between one condom and another?” All four of them looked at me as if I had kicked a puppy. “Of course, there is, Mark!” Matt commented coming to my side.” there are with texture, super thin, retardants, flavors, colors...

She asked almost screaming. " If it wasn't for your friend here" Jaden said pointing at me " That wakes people up by fighting them, I would be in a much happier mood" " Oh come on! what is in the past is in the past let's enjoy our last day "Ailee said putting a strand of her hair behind her ear. " How do you manage to be this energetic early in the morning? " Jaden asked. " Drinking milkshake of determination and eat the bread of perseverance you'll be just as energetic" l laughed.

He never really liked this kind of conversation. "Stupid, perv. By versatility, he means that the vocalist can either play different instruments or he can sing different genres. It's not all about sex, you horny prick." Kevin said in annoyance and I can't help but laugh as I also enjoy hearing him say more than 5 words in a sentence. But hearing what he said, it made me more excited to know about my target for tonight. "But you're actually wrong, Gab." I frowned when I heard Top and we all gave him a curious look. "He's actually a guy. And all the band members are also boys." He added and I can feel the disappointment creeping my whole system.

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Not her; her body. If he was planning on speaking any time soon, he sure wasn't showing it. He stared at her. A cold, hard, menacing stare. One that made her want to make a stupid remark like hey, your staring game is really strong, any chance you could tone it down a notch. Ha ha. A W K W A R D.

I hated how powerless I was when it came to Bryce. I cleared my throat a few times clearly showing my discomfort with the subject. “I actually do mind. It happened a long time ago and I’d like to keep it that way.” My words sounded harsh, bitter and to the point but I wasn't about to share that vulnerability with someone I barely knew. I noticed he tightened his jaw but kept cool as he continued to drive us towards my condo.

Combs and scissors seem to be afraid like fire . Looking down at her from his good six feet, he flicks his lighter and brings the flame closer. Keith stares into his long black eyes with thick lashes for a few seconds, then dips the tip of his cigarette into the orange flame. He doesn't look away. In the light of a street lamp, the guy seems swarthy like a Greek. Plump lips, neat round nose. The slit of the eyes, the outline of the cheekbones, the golden hue of the skin ... Keith is willing to bet that at least half of his blood is soaked in the sun of the tropics. Polynesia? May be.

The knob felt cold under my palm, and as I turned it, his words rang out loud and clear. "For someone who didn't want to hurt me, you sure put a lot of force behind it when you drove the fucking knife into me."