Inanimate Insanity Trophy Romane & Geschichten

Now that Trent is gone, I can snoop around every corner in his house. There is one particular room I want to get into. The Trophy Room. I want to know why he doesn't like it when people enter. Is it because it has too many gold medals and trophies that he thinks someone would be tempted to steal them? My curiosity gets the best of me as I rush upstairs and open the door to the trophy room. I wonder why Trent doesn't lock it If he doesn't want people inside.

And when he does, he quickly snatches his trophy from the girl and comes walking towards us, strangely his expression still nervous. " Congrats Dude ! ", Ethan squeals and hugs him first, patting on his back. Gavin can't hug him back cause he is holding his juice box and trophy in his both hands. I reach to grab the trophy. It's a small beautiful golden statue of a basketballer tossing a ball. But Gavin doesn't give me. He has an iron grip on it. " Congrats ! You played so well t..today.", I say and smile at him as he pulls away from Ethan. He smiles back at me and opens his arms. I quickly hug his sweaty body and pulls away laughing as he mutters a quiet 'Thanks dude'.

And another thing bad about it is that i got to a place that had a broken floor. The floor is made of bricks but some of the bricks have removed such that one will have to jump to get to other brick before the person could get to the other end. I finished that place and got to the last room where the trophy is located. I thought I was the first person to get there as I could not see any person there.

We chat for a second as a guy passes me a drink, I was so stupid to take it from him but at the time I wasn't thinking. After about an hour I felt so sick and dizzy I was just falling around, I've drunk before but I've never felt like this, the guy from before just kept giving me more and more drinks which just made me feel even worse. I slowly walk over to the edge of the party my mind just everywhere "I'm taking us to mate right now," Sky says as I nearly fall to the floor, my body starts doing its own weird thing taking me over to the house I look up and see Ryan, my body walking straight over to him.

“Where’s your lover boy? Tell him to show his face! “I want to kill you! I’ll tear you to pieces! “I’m looking right at you…” I jerked my head back. Amid the crowded street, I couldn’t find that silhouette anywhere. However, the malicious gaze on me was hard to ignore. The malice radar went off. In the distance, a man with a baseball cap stood among the crowd. A terrifying, ink-red 5000 pulsed above his head. It was Cameron, and his malice value had soared to 5,000. Something in his hand glinted in the sunlight.

"We agreed we would stop deceiving ourselves." I put distance between us, but he's still looking at me like I'm something precious he thought he'd lost forever. "Andrew, when are you going to let me go?" His expression changes, becomes harder, more dangerous. "Why don't you twist a knife in my chest and find out?" The threat in his voice makes me shiver, but I force myself to glare back at him. "Stop being childish. I'm serious." "So am I." He walks over to the bar and pours champagne into two glasses. His movements are controlled, precise, but I can see the tension in his shoulders.