Micro の小説・ストーリー

Not blinking. Something really isc razy. I feel it deep in my bones.

Anything. Nothing.

Confirm. Just like that.

Very small. But real.

he explains. “The Siberian Jumanji, haha,” Mark interrupts, laughing. Suddenly, Mónica steps out of the bedroom, wearing a knee-length blue silk nightdress. “Guys, I don’t want to be rude, but I have a very important case for tomorrow. Is it okay if I work and you don’t see me until tomorrow, haha?” she apologizes awkwardly. “Don’t worry, it’s fine,” Mark responds without looking up. Mónica smiles and leaves. “Come on, Sam, bring the Everclear you always keep,” Mark advises, voice sweet but disguised as an order.

Tool. Perfect.

Not even close. ***********

* * * Loud music was playing in the background, giant and giantess dancing, some talking, some laughing, some drinking. " Where is your little mate brother" Angus came to stand beside Derek who looked like he was in a hurry to leave the hall. " How nice of you to ask " Derek replied. "Oh you know I'm very nice" Angus said. " Yeah after I've given you the permanent mark on your neck" Derek smikred and the smile on Angus face fell. " What do you want Angus" Derek said. " Oh nothing " Angus sipped from the glass of wine in his hand " she's not human ".

Max? Then nothing.

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