Deadpan Expression Novelas e Histórias

I panick. ~P-Lia~

For a moment, his expression cracked—pain, rage, something deeper flashing through. Then his voice dropped even lower, almost a whisper. “You have no idea what hurts me.”

My face set in a stern expression, I gave them a pointed, disapproving look, my lips compressing into a thin line, conveying a sense of quiet disappointment and subtle scolding. I let out a deep sigh, my voice laced with a monotone boredom, as I asked, "What happened this time?" My words dripped with a sense of resignation, as if I'd already heard the story a thousand times before. My eyes rolled slightly, and my shoulders slumped, conveying a sense of exhaustion and frustration, as if I was already worn down by the mere thought of dealing with these two again.

Eyes wide Staring Shocked Frozen Shit I am doomed.

The car just hit the ground, and Ivan continued to accelerate. “5 seconds left,” Will spoke again. Ivan pressed hard on the gas pedal, cutting through the murky trees. There was a sudden loud noise behind, and the forest scene seemed to collapse. The power of the bomb was really terrible.

" I take what Kanye says into serious consideration because everything that he said was the truth. Not many of us have real friends that you'll ride with to the end, not me atleast. I have no friends, the only people I have ever considered a true friend are mass murderers and I'm currently on my way to snitch on them so I guess I'm not a real friend either. My concentration broke as a black suv pulled up beside me. I tried to keep a blank face and not turn around, acting as though I was too tuned into my music to notice them.