Awkward Moments Memes 소설 & 이야기

Mark from nowhere appears and in no time there no trace of sweet corn in the chilaquiles Maryam took her morning to make "Mark! God take a breath man, you're going to choke yourself to death" I said letting a small laugh, Mark and Maryam joined in, living with just these two have been a blessing, I sometimes wish I knew who my mom and Dad was,maybe a hint on if they were dead or alive.

"Hey, Wendy. You're back." "How dare you manhandle my parents!" Wendy roared and grabbed an ashtray from the table. She hurled it at Zack. Horrified, he tried to move out of the way, but the ashtray smashed into his shoulder. The pain made him bend over, but he denied, "I had no idea they were your parents! Please, Wendy, spare me!" Wendy sneered and slammed her foot right between Zack's legs. The pain made him keel over. Zack held his crotch and rolled around in agony.

He in turn groaned in reluctance, and a moment's stillness later, he spoke like he was spilling gold out of his pie-hole, "I am the one who you like to call the Jerk Mummy King." Do you ever just forget to hide your expressions for a minute and then you're like 'I did not mean to make that face out loud'? Yes. That face. I was making exactly that face right about now. The Oh-sh*t-I'm-screwed face. Think! Think Lithe think! You are the sassy, smartassy most awesome little lollipop triple dipped in brilliance. Making an excuse is a piece of cake. Anything will do. Just speak up. You know you have got this. You can do this!

Zane glanced up from the sofa, one eyebrow lifted, looking way too amused for someone causing international drama. “He swore yesterday,” I continued calmly, “no paparazzi. Said all routes were clear. Turns out one of the damn baristas at that brunch place—” “—TOOK PHOTOS BEHIND A STACK OF CROISSANTS AND NOW I’M A MEME!” Her breath hitched. I could hear a tissue ripping on the other end. “Everyone’s laughing at me. My mom says you should be replaced. She says I look... stupid.” I stared at the ceiling. “I’m sorry.”

God I was only going to embarrass myself more than I already had. “Err, hi” I tugged my lip between my teeth again, Maverick’s smirk growing as a light chuckle past his lips. This was bad, this was going to turn out like one of those moments when you do something stupid, and then for the next five to ten years have it haunt you every time you try to fall asleep at night.

When the camera drew close to my face, it showed nothing but a twisted expression of horror. The comments all laughed at me. "Holy shit, I think I can meme her!" "Honestly, Joseph, I can't believe you went so far just to make Wendy happy!" "I can't believe Jessica wet her pants! I made sure to get a close-up! Anyone want it?" "Come on, show us already! Shut up and take my money!" "Hah, that's what she gets for trying to take Joseph. She should look in a mirror sometimes!" I left the group chat. The socials were worse. Joseph posted a status with a photo of me struggling in the air. He tagged Wendy. 'Another day, another happy moment for my princess.'

It didn’t take me long to figure out what was going on—Jaxon was going viral. “This is going to be fun,” Kade chuckled and then kissed my cheek. “I’ll see you later.” I watched him disappear and then kept walking. I stopped in front of a locker to peel off one of the stickers. It was a cartoonish meme of Jaxon, complete with exaggerated wide eyes and a speech bubble that read: "Bidding $5000 on an ex? Obsessed much?" I scoffed, shaking my head. The next one was even worse—"Jaxon’s Punch: Weakest Move of the Year."

He sat at a table in a corner and got a black coffee, his back to the wall. And he finally gazed. He opened social media apps. He was trending. The picture was everywhere. It had been memed. Clarkson' painful face had the "When they're out of avocado toast" and "Me realizing I left the oven on" captions. Their clasped hands were photoshopped onto different romantic movie posters. The ridicule was worse than the ill will. It twisted something as weak and genuine as his most honest moment into a poor joke. It stripped all of its force and significance and turned it into a joke.

“What’s your most embarrassing moment?” I groan. “You’re enjoying this already.” “Answer the question.” “Fine. I accidentally sent a shirtless gym selfie to my company’s group chat instead of my trainer. Got three thousand likes in five minutes.” She nearly chokes on laughter. “You’re joking.” “Swear on it.” She picks again—black. Dare. I tap my chin. “I dare you to… eat a spoonful of peanut butter and say ‘purple platypus’ five times.”

Utterly speechless, the last ridiculous shred of hope inside me died quietly. … Meanwhile, at the headquarters of Silvercrest pack, Ethan glared at his phone with a frosty expression. The dark circles beneath his eyes were daunting. He was like a trapped beast, pacing the office back and forth, exuding a cold yet dangerous air. His phone was placed face down on the table. He almost flung it out of the window twice. When he saw the state his usually level-headed best friend was in, Cameron Duffal—Ethan's Beta—could no longer hold in his laughter.