Ello~! Random thing that happened today - I was in my room, putting on my shirt when my dog ran in, jumped on my CLEAN BED and puked. Then she left. It. Was. A. Clean. Bed. Urgh!
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I can't lie, I am pretty damn nervous to meet Mark. I mean, I already know him, but I haven't seen or talked to him since the court.
~~Flashy Backy~~ (told in past tense but still as Tyler)
I was standing in the court, standing, as the courterererer (I don't know a single thing about this stuff cuz I don't watch movies about it, I've never been to court, and yatta yatta yatta) was about to decide if I was guilty, or innocent. I was anxious. I knew I was innocent, yet not a single person knew I was.
I remember it was really warm in there, too. It felt sticky in the air. I don't like feeling sticky, but I've been feeling sticky since I haven't showered in a long time, so I guess I became immune to it. At least for a bit. Everyone looked bored, like they didn't want to be here.
Suddenly, there was a loud 'bang'. It wasn't like a 'bang' it was more like a 'BANG!'. Everyone turned to see behind us, at the front door. Even I did. You'll never guess what I saw. Well, you will because I'm about to tell you. There stood Mark's friends.
We all watched anxiously and nervously - I was quite scared but don't tell anyone that - as the group of boys all walked up to the front. The things they said next is what surprised me the most. "We did it. We're guilty," the one who was speaking jabbed his thumb in my direction, "he's innocent. He was simply a passerby."
Then the other one spoke, "Markymoo over there told us he had to pay for our bad decisions, and so we decided to.. come clean."
~~~Endy ofy flashy backy~~~
Crazy, right? Markymoo? Who calls someone that? I also was quite surprised when I found out Mark wasn't actually involved in this. It made me feel... disappointed in myself.
Looking up, I saw the McDonalds sign. Good, almost there. I walked a bit slower, finally realization dawned on me. I..
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Short StoryTyler Thomson is a muscled, toned and happy nurse from Ohio. His life is going nowhere until he meets Mark Sparrow, a blonde, slim man with a passion for dancing. Tyler takes an instant disliking to Mark and the blunt and proud ways he learnt during...
