August Visitor Novels & Stories

I’m sure August would feel that same feeling too once we get out of this town. “That sounds exciting,” August chirped but I noticed the short pause following his remark. “But I don’t think we can.” “What, why???” I was already expecting for him to say yes but my expectations had failed me. “Victoria’s parents are going on a short vacation and she’s going to throw a house party tomorrow.” August proceeded on telling me the reason why and it came out to me like he wants to go to that party more than the ride that I’m offering him.

I smiled and picked up my bag. "I'll be back." I made it almost to the door. "Wait." I turned. August stared at his laptop for another second, then closed it. "I'll come with you." "Why?" "Because I could use coffee." I looked at the untouched coffee sitting beside his laptop, then at him. "You already have coffee." He ignored me and reached for his coat. August knew Paris. Not tourist Paris — actual Paris. He led me several blocks away from the hotel, through narrower streets and around people who apparently had somewhere important to be on a Saturday afternoon.

"Yes, that sounds like fun." "I thought we could ride down to St. Augustine." "That sounds perfect." On the ride down to the Nation's Oldest City, I glance over at Felicia. She skillfully maneuvers the Spyder as she makes a turn. We drive slowly through the streets of St. Augustine because, on the weekends, there is always a crowd. There are many tourists, but I know that the locals love to walk these streets as well. By mutual agreement, when we spot a free parking space, we both slow down. Felicia parks her Spyder, and I pull up beside her. We both take off our helmets.

I have to get ready. August smiled like a supervillain. He had no concert but he had an event. That was a video game esports competition and be was the brand ambassador. He had to just show up for the opening and closing ceremony which were two months apart. But now, I have decided to stay there for two months and experience everything about the competition there was. So he messaged Aster. August- Bro, I am coming to your city for an esports event. As my brother is staying with you, where can I stay?

He told me that I can stay as long as I won't bother him. I volunteered to organize some of his documents that I can understand by just reading but the offer really bothers me a lot. August Entertainment? Never heard of it. I'm into music and artists but I never searched about what company they came from because I don't care about those. What I care about is their talent and their styles when they're singing. I left the papers I was currently organizing and searched August Entertainment on my brother's spare computer which he is not using at the moment. "Careful not to close any documents. I'm not sure if I saved everything," Rueben told me.

Through the years, not just humans are getting older, even unresolved personal and global problems too. Summer Season in the Philippines used to shine in April to May. Now, it has changed. Probably because of the recently defeated pandemic or the effect of climate change globally. Classes whether for elementary, high school, and colleges will start during September. Before, it was in June. Nevertheless, people should have not cursed Mother Nature for this predicament. All of these misfortunes and haul of miseries are what they caused to themselves. They cannot be tossing out blame for the wrath of their own cruelty. She scolded herself for thinking outside the box. She is supposedly wonderin

"I'll be fine. I have the number if anything goes wrong and you gave me the schedule for the other part-timers a month ago." Julie had been with me four years. I'd closed up shop in the past while I'd vacationed, but she'd talked me into staying open this year. I headed back toward my office, deciding to do the totals from last week. Typically, Rick did them for me, but I needed the distraction. After an hour, I rubbed my eyes, glad we were doing more than breaking even. From June through August we tended to make the most profit. The draw of tourists and vacationers pulled the sales. We'd hit another jump around Christmas.

I finished up and stepped out of the stall, already turning toward the door to rejoin my team when I saw someone was standing there. Blocking the way. August. Up close, he looked worse than before, his eyes unfocused, his stance slightly off, like he was already drunk enough not to care about anything around him. “Move,” I said, my voice was annoyed. I didn't have strength to deal with all the Ice fuckers this night, I have to wrap up here and head back home. August didn’t. Instead, he stared at me, like he was trying to see something that wasn’t there.Then suddenly, his hand shot out and grabbed my arm.

Just then, Lisa heard the sounds of vehicles, so she asked, "Babe, are you outside?" August giggled and replied, "Yes babe, I was bored at home so I decided to visit Kent." "Oh my God, looks like you can't stay away from your husband for hours," Lisa chuckled as she teased her best friend. August pouted her lips and replied, "It's not my fault babe, I'm already used to his presence and he will be coming back late, so I need to go there to stay with him." "Awwn so sweet, I'm jealous," Lisa said as she gushed over the phone.

So I will speak. "I'm August, from Q.C." I still answer. I can see how Gen's mother frowned maybe because of Q.C. Naturally that is not familiar to him. "Aren't you the" "Mom! You should call and inform now grandma and grandpa. Hehehe, I'll escort you." Suddenly, Gen pulled her mother and she couldn't let go of Gen's dragging her mother. "Let's wait in the visitor's lounge." Gen's father said that his eyes are not cold, but it is obvious that he is also like Denver who does not speak.