Frown Txt の小説・ストーリー

Feeding Alicia the bread he made. "Good?" Alicia nodded. "Hungry huh?" This time he asked in a mocking tone. Alicia pouted. "Don't frown.. your face.. it's getting worse!" Again Alex teased her. She is still frowning, but she kept her mouth open to eat the bread Alex gave her. He brushed off the remaining food on the edges of her lips. "No, you are beautiful. Whether you want to frown, you want to be skinny, you want to be dirty, you want to be angry ... you're still beautiful. I still like you." He said then kissed the lips that are still chewing.

She even dug her own grave! "Uhm...hahahaha...if you put it that way...yeah I mean, if you smile more and stop that frown, you won't look like a forty-year-old man who looks like he has all the problems in the world. Besides, frowning takes a lot more muscles than smiling, you know." He went silent at that. Dammit, instead of wanting to try and cheer him up, I was the one who was totally affected here. Well, he really is...handsome. Goodlooking, and attractive...

I read a note on the bottom of it  Taken by Krist " magic can be found in stolen moments." " you are my happiness and you will always be" "I will love you not because you stayed on my side for so many years, but because you are the reason behind those smiles." — Off Jumpol I didn't notice that I am already crying. I hurriedly wiped the tears on my eyes. I stared at his face, his face full of pain, the way he breathed it's like he is carrying a heavy rock inside him, his brows are almost forming a straight line, I sat next to him and kiss him on the forehead.

THE STOCKS FELL AGAIN. His face turned into a frown. His happiness was shortlived in just two minutes.

When I do, she has a frown on her face. “Who is Faye?”

I'm so fucked. *****************************************

He has the most deformed face that is an awful grey with veins that are protruding. Connor only looks at the rest of us, "Oh, fuck."

The words shriveled and died on her tongue as she locked eyes with me, a sourer looking version of her daughter. Lips pursed in a perpetual frown; eyebrows knitted together. There was obvious disappointment but hidden beneath that was the smallest satisfaction that I hadn’t died. I suppose some people were wicked, but not so much as to wish death on someone else.

Jake said. “Fuck, now I can unclench my butthole,” Weasel said. K-9, Viking, and Rebel burst out laughing next to Jake as he shook his head. “There’s something really wrong with him,” Jake said. Omen climbed onto a table and raised his beer in the air. “Listen up, everyone. If you want to own it, patch it, otherwise Wrath’s going to fuck it!” More laughter erupted around the room, and Jake’s shoulders shook as he laughed. Hands clapped his shoulders and back and before he knew it, things had returned to normal.

It’s subtle, but I notice it. The frown on my face deepens. He raises a bottle, his face darkened. “Let the fucking initiation begin!”