“You will be after I’m done with you!”
From Create Your Own Story
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In a calming voice you say, albeit through gritted teeth, "Hon, I was joking, get up please." | In a calming voice you say, albeit through gritted teeth, "Hon, I was joking, get up please." | ||
| - | "You're sure you-you're not just gonna hit me...!" I'm trying to be nice here. | + | "You're sure you-you're not just gonna hit me...!" ''I'm trying to be nice here.'' |
"...No, I won't. Please, just... clean yourself up... please stop... please." ''My respect for him is long gone.'' | "...No, I won't. Please, just... clean yourself up... please stop... please." ''My respect for him is long gone.'' | ||
| - | A few minutes pass. Your friend comes back after a while, done washing the tears away, and seems to feign happiness as if nothing happened. Although threatening him prior, a sudden rush of guilt passes over you. ''Maybe I should be nicer to him...'' | + | |
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| + | Your friend comes back after a while, done washing the tears away, and seems to feign happiness as if nothing happened. Although threatening him prior, a sudden rush of guilt passes over you. ''Maybe I should be nicer to him...'' | ||
'''He's still a bit on the edge, best to play nice...''' | '''He's still a bit on the edge, best to play nice...''' | ||
Current revision as of 19:46, 4 May 2012
KRRCKK!
The sound of your cracking knuckles strike fear into Hon's eyes.
"W-Wait! I'm sorry! It took me a while to pick out my clothes! You hardly ever hang out with me nowadays... I wanted to look my best! That's why I was late!" He quickly runs behind the tree next to you two.
"You're wearing the same clothes that you always wear!"
"I s-spent all of my money to get it cleaned!"
This is just pathetic. I mean- I honestly- I can't- I don't even- AUGH! Grow a spine!
Your fists ease and open up. Taking a deep breath, you walk closer to Hon, still cowering.
In a calming voice you say, albeit through gritted teeth, "Hon, I was joking, get up please."
"You're sure you-you're not just gonna hit me...!" I'm trying to be nice here.
"...No, I won't. Please, just... clean yourself up... please stop... please." My respect for him is long gone.
A few minutes pass.
Your friend comes back after a while, done washing the tears away, and seems to feign happiness as if nothing happened. Although threatening him prior, a sudden rush of guilt passes over you. Maybe I should be nicer to him...
He's still a bit on the edge, best to play nice...
