❝At last,
I see the light.❞
The feel, when you attain your craved desires will be the best one you could ever get. Dreams come true mostly, but they won't have to be in the way, how we exactly want them to be.
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Mark Sullivan...
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"Hey mate. Wait, man." "What Jack? Let's finish this already. I want to sleep." "Really you gonna sleep?"
Mark folded his hands and stood by facing me. Brilliant. he does know that I gonna say something.
"I met Susan" "Who is she?" "What? Do you forget her? She studied in our school." This man forgets everything but his... Does he haven't forgotten her?--I have doubts.
"Uff, is this more important than the case?" "Err, she was like a model now." "So what? Go and try your luck. But Jack, try only if you truly like her. Don't hurt a woman's heart."
This sage and his morals. I should have said openly. Won't you understand my point?
"Then what about a man's heart?. I told her that I like her. But after some outings, She likes you. Am I joke to her?" "Mate" "No, no don't say anything. It's not matter to me, now. What I want is your happiness." Uff, I dodged his advice now. "What happiness?" "You turned her down that day like a gentleman..." I can see my Mark's anger. Okay, time to shut my mouth.
"Can't you start a new friendship with her?" "Umm, Mark that's my dialogue." "I.KNOW."
Enough. Change the track. "Mark, listen most offside people are back. I think we need alumni, boys will be happy."
I knew he is irritated by me.
"Why particularly boys?" "They'll be delighted to see those models".
"Go Back to business, before you get another slap." "I'll continue this in our weekend, mate." "You won't stop right?" Mark's ears got reddish. Why sudden anger on this poor soul.
"Okay, let's speak with them-we can collect suspects. uhh. Mark stop, that's a Wall, you'll get...bumped." Mark walks straight into it. "SHIT. I knew it. Third time today." "Why is it always you?" I asked to avoid my chuckle, 'I can't stop it man-I'm sorry' ended up crackling much to his annoyance.
"Laugh it out.. I got bumped into a Christmas tree, lined up trolleys, and now a wall".
''Ohh...man. why? You are a martial artist. You alright, there mate?" I need to investigate someone too.
"Am dead already." "Then, I think you'll survive this case. Someone is on fire that's a spirit."
I ended up teasing my already dead man. I felt a head...slap. "Ahhh. it's hurting boy." "WE. ARE. HERE. FOR. CASE."
Don't shout mate... My ears. "Let's play RPS. The lost will ring the bell", I insisted while rubbing my wounded head.
Both showed 'stone'. "again" Both showed 'paper'. "again" Both showed 'scissors' "shit happens again" ••••••••••••
The battle of harmonious RPS ended in the 6th round- Mark showed paper, which can wrap my stone."Aish"
"What, mate- again?", Mark asked, about to start the next round.
