Stop Messing Around の小説・ストーリー

Stop causing a scene. I massaged my aching eyes and said to him with a steady voice. "This isn't a scene. I'm calmly telling you that I'm done with you!

Anything. Nothing.

She loves him very much. “I am worried, if the Keith corporation calls for termination, you might drop from being an A-list model to a B or C depending on how lenient the company wants to go on you” her manager Scowled. That's her second fear, Jeniva thought. She furiously kicked the table in front of her and the glasses of wine and bottles went down with a shattering noise. She took the flower vase and was going to throw it against the window glass when her manager held her by the wrist “you're causing more damage here than a solution.

not again. Not again.....

Now there's no going back. No holding back.

I won't let this go. To be continued

He needs to be stopped first! …………… …………… ………………… ………………… …………… ……………… …………… …………… ………..

I laugh, making the mood even more horrid and awkward than it was before. I pick up my shoes and hold them to my chest, "I'm going to go sit down. Leave me, because I'm not moving. I'm done. I don't care anymore I'm...done trying to spark up conversation through a rough mood like I tried the last four hours, I'm done walking God knows how many miles, and I'm done trying to cooperate with you. Just leave me here and come back when you find help if you want. Maybe now you can get more done without me in the way."

Don't cry. Don't cry.

"No" "Good. Then get rid of whatever it is you are feeling and carry on with the plan"