I walk down the city street, taxi's buzz around looking for someone who needs a ride and other cars fly down the streets to get to important places. The night sky has always seemed so gorgeous in the city, to me. Suddenly my body is yanked down an alleyway and I yelp out of surprise. A girl with wide eyes is trying to shush me, as her hand covers my mouth.
"I need your help." She whispers. "There are some guys following me, pretend to be like my brother or something." I stare blankly at her and she whimpers quietly. "Please, I really need you to do this for me."
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Quick Writes
RandomA collection of quick-write dialogues and ideas to get you into the mood for writing!
