Hidup Seperti Larry Artinya の小説・ストーリー

"If you don't live here, I think my body can earn me at least a few hundred dollars a day, and I can live just as well." Larry smiled bitterly. "I’ve decided to live here." At work, Larry sat inside his office, thinking about everything that had happened this morning, barely giving himself much time to breathe. He had unceremoniously turned a girl into a woman, and he was destined to have another woman in his life. "What are you thinking about?" Nicky came over and nudged Larry. "Nothing." Larry looked at her, smiled, and asked, "Is my mother-in-law better?" "Hey, from now on, you are not allowed to scream."

Third person POV... "I was dead, I thought that was the end of my immortality," Larry said fear evident in his voice. Darlh only looked at him without saying a word, he only tried to check and understand what had changed about him but everything looks normal so he decided to ask him. "What do you think changed about you," Darhl asked and Larry thought about it for a while before saying. "Nothing changed really except for this," Larry said pointing to only changes he noticed...

'Tara says “After this deal, please don't accept to involve yourself in another one, your age is no more on our side, we need to settle down and start our family, please, I need you by my side, we can find another business doing instead of this deadly deals that are separating us, right now am done with the job, I need a change because I nearly lose my life in my last trip,” Larry says, “But I still have other jobs at hand, we need money to settle down and run the affairs of our home, now you are done with your job, how are we going to survive If I stop the job” 'Tara explained,

Larry's POV Larry Larson was nervously walking all around , in the living room ,after the announcement that his father has just informed him. Getting married was not on his plan list so soon ,but what he didn't understand was why . "Why should i get married ? I don't want to ! I can't even take care of myself , how will i be able to take care of a wife ? " "Then how do you take care of those babes you bring home everynight , huh? " ,Larry's father answered.

Lucifer says, “there is no purpose for my existence in this world. Being rich and having nothing means nothing to me.” “I hear you, Sir, but remember when you saved me?” “Yes, Larry, that's because you had something to live for.” Larry is speechless. “Life is ironic. You are saved, and your loved ones are lost so that you can suffer from grieving and heartache. I had enough of this.” Just then, an ordinary-looking car drives by. As they look towards the car, the window gets rolled down. Four guys with big guns pointing at them climb out of the car, “put your hands up,” and they take their belongings.

'Tara says “After this deal, please don't accept to involve yourself in another one, your age is no more on our side, we need to settle down and start our family, please, I need you by my side, we can find another business doing instead of this deadly deals that are separating us, right now am done with the job, I need a change because I nearly lose my life in my last trip,” Larry says, “But I still have other jobs at hand, we need money to settle down and run the affairs of our home, now you are done with your job, how are we going to survive If I stop the job” 'Tara explained,

Annie replied. Garry squeezed the paper as he stared away in the room. "Larry is really gone. We should try to understand that. Crying for a thousand decades won't bring him back."Garry suddenly said. "It's... it's just hard to believe. No,he is not dead. He might probably be playing games on us....I don't believe..this is all just a nightmare... that I will soon wake up from and see Larry's face as he call me pink face, little miss....kiss stealer..."

Eventually, the baby talk was forgotten when Larry finally showed up at dinner time. We talked about Perry’s job, about the Taheri family, and about our future move. Larry said that he was happy for our future though I could see that he was not looking forward to living alone in his empty house and going back to drowning his future in his work. I felt sorry for Larry and didn’t know what to do when the time came for us to move to New York.

That’s when I hear the voice I never wanted to hear again. “Lana?” I look up. Larry. Sitting at a corner table with two friends, coffee in hand, grin spreading like he just won the lottery. He stands up fast, chair scraping loud. “Holy shit, it’s really you.” I don’t smile. “Larry.” He walks over, too close, smelling like cheap cologne and entitlement. “You look… different. Good different. Where’ve you been hiding?” I cross my arms. “Not hiding. Just living.”

She gave me a tired look. “ That is why we are craving for a home. I use to think we're existing because we are here to live and die later. But I realized, living while dying is possible. No one seems to understand us the way we understand ourselves. It's crazy to think we can give comforts to others we wish we could give to ourselves.”