"What?" Amelie shouted.
"Keep it down missy!" Max said, putting his hand over her mouth.
Oh god, I sound like my exbestfriend, Vin Diesel, Max thought.
Max and Vin Diesel were born in the same hospital. They instantly bonded because they both were born on the same day. After they went to high school, they went seperate ways. Vinny (Max's nickname for him) then went and became a famous actor.
It didn't matter about Vinny now, he had other things to care about.
Like Amelie's posture.
"Keep your back straight goddamnit," Max screamed, lunging towards Amelie as she toppled down.
"You have got to be bitching me. Those ladies said it was easy!"
"Amelie, they both looked 70 years
old. Of course they would have gone easy- they're old bags!" Max said, shaking his head angrily.
He turned his head and saw the old ladies lunging towards him. They were angry because Max called them old bags. They landed on top of him, breaking his fragile spine. Amelie screeched and ran to find help.
"Old bags are tougher then they look."
To be continued...
Those old bags are tough little shits.
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Amelie x Max
WerewolfBased on a true story. TW: Sad. Heterosexuals. Gore. Plot twists. Comedy. Non-comedy. Rosie Gosling. Talented and stunning authors. Buzzcuts. Amelie, a dashing young lady. Max, a nerdy young male. They will debut soon on WWE. (Backstories will com...
