Be A Decent Human Hoodie Novels & Stories

"Of course, honey. Here, wear this - it's chilly in here." I’m taken aback when she hands me a yellow hoodie. It is a strikingly bright hue, and it is adorned with a logo that I had never seen before–a howling wolf beneath the words ‘Bluehills Wolfs’. It was a simple but profound design, and it immediately caught my eye.

Colette asked. I looked down at my shirt. A gray hoodie. The same one I wore almost every day. "A hoodie," I said. "I love hoodies. Hoodies are the best invention in the history of inventions. Better than sliced bread. Better than the internet. You cannot cuddle with the internet." "You can cuddle with a hoodie?" "You can cuddle with a person wearing a hoodie. That is the point." She grinned. "Are you a hugger?" "I do not know. I have never thought about it."

i said holding the pieces of my nighties on my hand. “oh” he said as realization dawned on him. He stood still for a while and then dipped his hand in his closet, bringing out a plain brown hoddie “here, put this on. You can keep it” he said handing the hoddie over to me while i collected it. He watched me as i slowly put it on, and when i was done, he gave me a gentle nod. The hoodie was over sized, almost touching my knees, or maybe i was just too small. I mean, i was only 5’0 and kai was probably around 6’7, i shouldn’t expect his hoodie to fit perfectly, should i?

A familiar cartoon pattern stretched across the material, slightly torn at the edges. “Boss,” he called, his voice grim. “We got something.” One of the agents stepped forward, holding a small blue race car in his gloved hand. “This is his, right?” Then I saw it. Kai’s hoodie—his favourite one, the navy blue one with the small rip near the sleeve. It lay discarded near a rusted metal chair, the sight of it made my stomach twist painfully. “Oh my God,” I breathed, covering my mouth with trembling hands.

I clutch the hoodie, feeling incredibly small under his gaze. " I'll return it later," I caved in so the conversation could end and my mind could have some peace. Besides I am freezing, any longer and I'd turn into a popsicle. His grin broadened as if he had just won the lottery, making me flush even more. I put on his hoodie. It swallows me whole and I embarrassingly tip my head down so my nose can brush against the material. I took in a strong whiff and his scent made me feel warm.

Her long hair scattered all over her face,,, Rodolfo admired her,,,how can a human be so beautiful??? " Who,,,are you??" Heather asked,,,he smirked Heather stood still watching him,,is he really human? He look so handsome with those long hair of his,, even though his two eyes wasn't exposed,he still look amazing. " Did you,,do that to them?? Did you kill them?!!!! " she yelled angrily Rodolfo smirked again and moved closer to her,,she immediately moved back. Rodolfo touched one of the guards on the ground.

was an intense experience. "Are you ready?" Suddenly Alex was standing again in front of me, he was wearing a thick gray hoodie. Alex and the hoodie are a dangerous combination for my eyes. His tall and well-built posture makes him look perfect when wearing a hoodie. Well, actually she looks perfect in anything. Life isn't fair. "What is it?" he asked when he realized I was just standing still.

, he explained, picking out his clothes. "Of course' I told him, hopping out of bed and stretching. I kissed his cheek before going to my own room to wash up and change clothes, putting my hair in a low ponytail. He had already had my outfit picked out. It was a white tshirt with beige pants and white shoes to go with it. Simple, but pretty. After getting dressed, we left, grabbing a quick granola bar from the kitchen. We talked about Black Diamond in more detail, so I could get to know more about the place. I saw my other three mates standing in front of a building that was still in the middle of construction, speaking with some of the men working.

The hoodie man said nothing more and lowered his head to tinker with his computer. It seemed the hoodie man really had run out of money. Through the past few days of observation, Carl found that the hoodie man ordered less and less food each time, thus he speculated that the hoodie man should be short of funds. So he came up with the bright idea of using money to lure him into his trap. Carl quietly observed the hoodie man's repair techniques, and soon, under the hooded man's hands, the computer returned to normal. Looking at the computer that was back to normal, Carl acted like he was surprised and happy. He then hurriedly took out the money and handed it to the hoodie man, who took the mon

A brand new gray Wexford Rugby hoodie was draped over his broad shoulder. "You brought me a new hoodie?" I was surprised. Some girls consider a quality hoodie as good as an engagement ring. I may be one of those girls. "You can't buy this one at the bookstore, it's a team one but I nabbed you an extra," he said. I swooned. "It's going to be chilly but wear your party clothes under because we're headed back to the rugby house afterwards," he continued. I was grinning like an idiot. "Thank you, see you at the game," I said. He walked out the door, past Jenny who was matching my idiot grin with her own. As soon as he was gone, Jenny shrieked.