Daily Monster の小説・ストーリー

My phone buzzed and a text message from Matt showed on my notifications bar. I sniffed and wiped my nose,then clicked it and saw his message: Matt: Mon Ami! Me: Hey, Matt. Matt:What's up!;) Me: I'm good. Matt: What's going on? Me: Nothing,I guess. Nothing you'd want to know. Matt: Tell me. Pleaseeeeeee. Me: No, see you tomorrow. Matt: :( hey,what happened to my jacket? Me: *Whistling* see you tomorrow. Goodnight.

I pray it is not what I think it is, I am falling for Daymon, impossible! “Artemis?”Daymon called, tossing his head to the back to look at the well. I quickly snapped back to really feeling a flush rise to my cheeks. “Yes, Daymon,” I answered. “Are you sure you are fine?” He asked, still marveling at the way I looked at him. “I'm fine,” I answered, looking down at my foot; I'm ashamed Daymon had to catch-handedly steer at him. For survival, Daymon goes out every day for rabbit hunting to make sure we eat something.

“You have been weird, Dale. Do you know that? And I just can’t figure out what is wrong.” “You are getting close to fighting the reaper,” Dale responds, looking at everything but me. “Today is Monday, and the day could be Tuesday for all we know.” “Yes!” I retort, trying to demonstrate the situation with my hands, “Which is a great thing, I don’t see how that will worry you.” Dale sighs, proceeding to avoid my eyes even further, “To me, that’s doomsday.”