Novel & Cerita Funny Daylight Savings Memes

I looked up at Alfred. He couldn’t meet my eyes. “Well,” I said. “This is bad.” Nathan let out a bitter laugh, sharp and humorless. “Bad? This is fucking humiliating. Do you know what people are saying? Do you know what my friends are doing right now? They’re making memes. Memes, Mom. Of my dad in bed with some random woman. They’re sending them to me. They’re tagging me in them. They’re laughing.” “Nathan…” Alfred started.

He cracked jokes, teased himself more than anyone else, and somehow made me forget at least for a little bit about the weird mark on my wrist or the way my stomach had been tight all morning. We talked about everything. Stupid things. Random things. Music. Movies. Why he swore by a particular brand of snacks. The ridiculous hairstyle one of the guards wore last time and how he claimed it was “wolf-core aesthetic.” He kept sending memes, dumb ones, chaotic ones, completely unnecessary ones and yet each one made me snort or cover my mouth to hide a laugh. Somehow, without even trying, he pulled me out of that fog I’d been drowning in all morning. At some point, hours passed together.

Don't tell me you still need those stupid melatonin I rolled my eyes in annoyance. “I wasn't asleep, I was getting good dick, you bastard,” I said in my head. Whatever. Me 7:34am : I already said sorry Jeez We have to turn off our phones now so… Me 7:35am : Bye.

Isla laughing with Bear. “Not stupid,” I said. “It’s grief. It doesn’t check a schedule. It shows up at 9:17 AM on a Tuesday.” Chloe breathed. Shaky. “So what’s the move,” Chloe said. Alex thought. CREW hat pulled low. “Move is: no 2:47 PM today,” Alex said. “Move is: we do 9:25 AM instead. Right now. All of us. Eyes closed. 11 seconds. For right now. Not for March 14th. Not for December 31st. For right now.”

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Matthias shouted, "Do you have to push Evelyn to her death before you'll stop?" I picked up a cleaning cloth from the coffee table and gently wiped the tears off Evelyn's face. "What are you even saying? Your life is way too valuable. I could never take responsibility for something like that." I took out my phone and, right in front of both of them, transferred 1,000 dollars to Matthias. When I opened the Messenger app, I noticed his chat was still pinned at the top. That alone irritated me.

1:30AM I_pooped (Sophia) GUYS! GET YOUR ASSES ONLINE RN! Cereal_killer (Caleb) WTF?! What do you want at this hour of the night? I_pooped Well, hello to you too, sunshine. If you open your eyes just a little more, you will realize that technically it's a new day. Cereal_killer This better be good, Soph. Chloe_awesome_scott (Chloe) What is it, Soph?

~LALA~ As expected, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, Meme is jumping on me first thing in the morning! “Bitch, get up”, she whines. “Really, Meme”, I squeal as she straddles me. “Ugh”, she groans. “How does Spin put up with your ass”? “There is nothing wrong with being a night owl. Maybe I should look into running a business that primarily operates at night”, I told her.

she wailed uncontrollably, frantically clawing at Vanessa's clothes. Everyone in the room was stunned. "What are you doing?" Vanessa screamed as she struggled. "Let go, you insane woman! Investments always come with risk! How is it my fault if you lost money?" "Investments?" I scoffed coldly. I pulled out a thick stack of bank statements from my bag and slammed them onto the dining table. "You call these 'investments', Vanessa?" I glanced at the male colleagues who had been cracking vulgar jokes at the table earlier and said loudly, "Over the past six months, Vanessa has used Mr. Studdard's name to set up three investment group chats and scammed nearly six million dollars from everyone.