“You going to that creepy old man’s house again?” She asked, squinting out the window.
“Jesus Jess, he’s thirty-two.”
“I rest my case,” Jess said. She #examined her nail beds.
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The waitresses, with their doughy bodies and scuffed running shoes, mostly milled around the front counter of the #restaurant, watching daytime television to pass the time, flipping through torn newspapers.
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She wondered if this was what older people felt, in their post-college years. Even so, she enjoyed the permeating Sundayness of a late Sunday afternoon, even in the bridge months between Winter and #Spring.
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Today I made Beau! Have to make those abs just right 💪
Starting to add more 3D elements. Thinking about how to combine sculpting and my drawings?? Will be fun to experiment with.
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Was it possible to to feel nostalgic over something you’d never heard before? It was as if something near and familiar in the song had struck her, and it made her want to cry. She wondered if normal people cried to bossa nova.
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Sebastian looked down at his shoes and sucked down his cigarette--a Newport--hoping they couldn’t tell he’d been crying. His entrance from the rain had #spoken volumes enough. “Look, I wish I could stay but I gotta get out and meet this old lady.”
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Hey folks! 👋To Stay entertained, @samdutter and I started running an Illustrated Tabletop Story Hour on Twitch. Here's our first one about ✨Vampires and Pirates✨
https://t.co/XwAaeP2TZl
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“Well, that’s when I’m not hoarding #StroopWafel from Costco.”
“I understand you’ve got a tight schedule to uphold to. I guess I’ll go?” Rory turned, gathering the six pack from the porch step.
“No—“ he stood and wiped off his hands on a work rag, “Come on in.”
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She could feel a heat at her back, and then the graze of itchy stubble as lips made their way to her earlobes.
“Hey there. Been trying to reach you,” his voice was a hammed-up sort of purr, that she supposed he intended to be #sexy.
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“Yeah,” he laughed helplessly, “That’s all my gran’s stuff that she packed up before she died. She wanted everything #donated and sold off. I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I’ve actually unpacked some boxes recently. It’s just not as organized as I’d hoped.”
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@samdutter and I finally got around to getting our equipment to work and streaming our Illustrated Tabletop Story Hour! You can watch it on here!
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https://t.co/ScacLEi7rE