Novelas y relatos de Future Days

I turned to look at him and we had a little conversation. The chritmas holidays were over and we had had ou little wedding starting the new year perfectly but now it was time to talk. "Tomorrow's the seventh day of January," I muttered. "It is. How is it already the seventh? The days are moving so fast," Min said and turned back to look at the ceiling. I moved closer to him and hugged his chest. "Min," i muttered. He looked at me for a brief second and looked back at the ceiling. "What are you plans for tomorrow?" i asked him.

See you on Monday :D ***

Not today. Maybe someday. But definitely not today.

September starts. Future feels closer. And right now—that’s everything.

Future informs me. “What?” I ask, confused. “Tay booked a spa treat for us. God knows how much I need some pampering,” Future says and takes a sip from the mug. “Where is he?” I ask, getting up. “Work,” “What time is it?” I ask. “About ten-thirty.” Future says. “I'm hungry,” I inform Future, rubbing my stomach. “I know, there are pancakes on the kitchen counter.” I make my way to the bathroom, take a quick shower, brush my teeth, and walk to my room. I dress up in shorts and a light blue dress shirt and pull my hair into a messy bun.

Keep reading and enjoying! Update - Friday & Saturday

Just not yet. ***

She always has samples to support her guesses and opinions. “It’s a miracle that you went overtime. I thought Friday night is drinking night at your place,” Zofi said on the phone. “I’m not in the mood to drink tonight. Besides, my officemates are checking out the new bar in town so it won’t be in my place this time,” Billie explained. “But you ate already?” she asked. “I’m taking out food right now,” he said. “The girls want to say ‘hello’. Can we do Facetime?” she asked.

"Ouch again. Well, it is thirteen days from today." "On a fucking Saturday?" "Yes. And it also appears that my rut cycle shall me very, very close to that date."

data-p-id=27c321c0573ae33ffb10a9603b2a112e,****** The next day. data-p-id=ed2fd59a332bb15f49f64266cc43b215,It's finally Saturday and this has to be the most annoying Saturday of my life. I already packed my bags with things I’d need for my two weeks stay over at the McCain's mansion.