The way they flew was impressively swift. But their landing was a failure.
“Ow, that actually hurt...,” Tina whines as she caressed her aching bum. “Mr. Kobi, are you alright?”
Kobi wanted to kick her. “Tina, you're right on top of me. How dare you complain?”
Tina immediately stood up after realizing their position. “Oh, sorry! I didn't realize...I mean, how can a stomach be so hard?”
After a couple of complaints, Kobi looked around him, his brows furrowing at the surrounding.
“Mr. Kobi, you're frowning again. What's wrong?”
He sighed. “Well, we're probably nearer than before, as the GPS says, but....,”
The hums of the swaying trees, singing birds, and cries of animals rang in their ears.
“....why the hell are we in the middle of the rainforest?”
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𝓘 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓷𝓸 𝓸𝓷𝓮'𝓼 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓭𝓸𝓮𝓼𝓷'𝓽 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓹 𝓶𝓮 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓾𝓹𝓭𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 ;>
- 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓁𝓎 𝓈𝓉𝓊𝓅𝒾𝒹 𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉'𝓈 𝒷𝓊𝓈𝓎 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝒶𝒸𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓃𝓉 𝒹𝒾𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝒷𝓉𝓌 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝓉'𝓈 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑒𝒹 @𝓁𝒶𝑒𝓉𝓊𝓈𝟢𝟦 𝒾𝓃 𝐼𝓃𝓈𝓉𝒶𝑔𝓇𝒶𝓂 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒'𝓈 𝒶𝓁𝓈𝑜 𝒶 𝓉𝓌𝒾𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓈𝒽𝑒'𝓈 𝒶𝓁𝓈𝑜 𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝒾𝓃𝒶𝒸𝓉𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒶𝒸𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓃𝓉 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓈𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝓃𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑜??
also in case this ^^ wouldn't load in your devices (very sad :'<) here:
I know that no one's reading but that doesn't stop me from updating ;>
- lonely stupid author that's busy with her art account did you know btw that it's called @laetus04 in Instagram and there's also a twitter but she's very inactive in that account but same name tho??
jokes aside, you can check out that IG account, and in all honesty, I'm very inactive in that Twitter lmao Instagram tho is a different thing, because I keep seeing pretty pictures there so yeah very entertaining. And I really only use my art acc in IG for documentation of progress and lack thereof hAHa :'(. Important note tho I'm really not good with arts (like almost as horrible as my writing) soooo yeah you've been warned. If you still wanna be an angel go check it out still :>
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Can She Journey Through This Fragile World?
AdventureTina journeys through the far and wide post-apocalyptic world with a boy who named himself Kobi, searching for remnants of her past, her small things that remind her of home, searching for hope...in a lonely, hopeless world.
