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Nena smiled " i noted that line because i thought it was stupidly funny. i almost spilled my drink out of my mouth from laughter. it really cracked me up" "i'm sure" "and then you went on with the 'james bond ain't got nothing on me' damn" nena said now laughing " it was really funny to watch trust me" dani joined her in the laughter as well " well, i'm glad i was able to make you laugh at least" there was a pause for a moment . Nena kept throwing unconscious glances at his eyes . she was trying to fight this compulsive action but it something about those eyes kept on stealing her attention.

An eye for an eye. I read it again. And again. Until the words sat in my head like lyrics I didn’t need music for. A smile crept up my lips. Not a cute one. A wicked one. Then I laughed. I laughed so loud, so hard, it scared even me. Not like anything was funny. But it was funny. In a twisted way. I stormed out the room, went straight to the bar, grabbed a bottle of something—I didn’t even check what it was—and drank it straight.

“Take the moment.” He looked at her. Something settled in his expression. “Okay,” he said quietly. “Take it.” “I’m taking it.” “You don’t look like you’re taking it.” “This is my taking it face,” he said. “It’s a calm face. I have a calm face.” She stared at him. Then she laughed, the surprised kind, the best kind, and he laughed too, low and real and filling the quiet library section in a way that made someone two tables over look up and then look away smiling.

The hard look in his eyes had me chuckling because it was the same one that he had always paired with the phrase, ‘fuck around and find the fuck out. That question led to some dangerous waters.

With those scary eyes, pissed look. Ladoo! Laughter and waves of laughter...

I smile sweetly at him. she scoffs" whatever". I feel little fingers poke me, I turn to my right "Yes?". "Are you really blind?". Jesse's little sister, Jessica whispers "Yes, I am". " So, you can't see when I make this face.........or this face.....or this one?". I laugh "Nope, but I can hear you and tell you are making silly faces". " So do you see like, just black? or do you see purple like your eyes"

After my eyes were plucked out, I lay on the operating table with two empty sockets on my face, resembling that of a broken doll. Samuel Sterling felt no guilt. He picked up my eyes to examine them and praised them, saying, "Daeleen was right. These really are a beautiful pair of eyes! I promised you, Daeleen. I will make all your wishes come true." As the anesthesia's effect slowly wore off, I could not help but cry out in pain. Samuel finally turned his attention to me as if blaming me for interrupting his memories of Daeleen.

The more she thought about her foiled plans, the angrier she became, resulting in her accidentally dropping the baby out of rage. "This is your fault! If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have gotten to this point in life! Die!" A loud thud sounded. Blood was splattered all over Marcus' pale face. As Sylvia cackled at the top of her lungs while walking out of the ward, a teardrop slid down Marcus' cheek from his closed eyes. Unfortunately, those eyes would never open ever again.

A squeeze, eyes dimming, features twisting, face scowling, then out of nowhere… Laughter. His lips stretched, spread out and morphed into a big laughter. A. Big. Fat. Laughter. “Ha! Brown eyes, didn’t know you had it in you!” he let out, loud. “Bastard? Really, bastard?? Haha!” His voice rang out. Laughter increasing the more time he spent laughing, glancing at me and then everything around us. The sides of his eyes were all creased, but beautifully so. Head thrown back alive, chest and body visibly shaking, the glasses spilling drinks.

age is a pig-killing knife, the corners of your eyes, the corners of my eyes, all already have wrinkles. "Yes, remember when we were young, unrestrained laughter, now laugh also dare not so unrestrained laugh ...... "The two people joked, the atmosphere is very light, "line, I'm leaving, you have a good rest. " "I'll send you to the elevator entrance." "So polite? It's not like we're meeting in life and death."