Keep It Mello Marshmello Novels & Stories

His hand lifted, brushing a thumb over the scar on my jaw like he always used to. “See?” he said softly. “Still me.” I nodded slowly, too choked up to answer. The system on my wrist flickered again, brighter now, its interface stabilizing. A low chime echoed in the air between us. Gloss glanced down, his eyebrow raising. “You hear that too?” “Yeah,” I said. “What…?” Before I could finish, text appeared across both our screens, synced perfectly, glowing white against the air. Mission Reboot: Live Happily.

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he announced and the room applauded. I didn't know how to react. All these people looking at me and clapping felt so bizarre. "Elios, this is Marcus, he'll be training starting tomorrow," he said as he sat down, pointing to the man on my right. I looked at him and was immediately enveloped in fear. The man was covered in tattoos from head to toe. Even his bald head was covered in tattoos. I was surprised when he gave me warm smile and held out his hand for me to shake.

Kit's thoughts were interrupted by the vibration of his phone in his coat pocket. "Chevvy? Yeah, okay. I'll see you there." Kit quickly pack his things and left to meet his best friend. He sounded sad and stressed. Possibly because of his boyfriend, who only remembers him if he needs something. After fixing himself, he left their company. ---------- Kit went straight to the SoYoung Luxury Lounge to meet his best friend, Chevvy. SoYoung is one of their favorite places when they just want to relax and unwind after a long day. As soon as he got inside the lounge, Kit quickly looked for Chevvy. When he found his best friend, Chevvy already looked drunk. Kit shook his head and made his way to his

Not till I have had enough of it. To clear my head, I turn on my cars radio and Hate The Other Side be Juice WRLD & Marshmello floods my car. I so much love this song. Not just because of late Juice WRLD, but cause it's kind of the first song that really gots to me. Great! Just what I need! Getting stuck in Lagos traffic so early in the morning! Goodness knows when this damn cars are going to move. All this *danfo (public transport) drivers **sef! (Word of exclamation)

Alone - Marshmello 🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯 Because we wanted to act like any other normal couple, after coming home from watching the cinema with an embarrassing incident, we were caught doing perverts, and I pushed Gerald. Luckily my husband is loving, so he didn't scold me.

Things about to get real so hang on, really tight. Bye, Lots of love Cherry 🍒 Soundtrack: Him and I by G-eazy ft Halsey

Knox mouthed, ‘put it on speaker’ but I shook my head. “What was that?” Nessa asked. Before I could answer, Knox pushed up on one elbow, his eyes sparkling with trouble and I mouthed, ‘don’t’. He mouthed back, ‘watch me’. I tried to keep my voice steady. “Yeah, everything’s fine. The trip? Fun! Just… in the room now. With my..” “Boyfriend,” Knox said loudly, leaning in close enough for his cologne to make a point. “Hi, sweetheart. I’m Knox.”

Without Vicky being around, no one thought of me. The next day, Celine was about to be discharged from the hospital. Dustin called me then. The cold female automated voice prompted that my phone was turned off. Dustin frowned and sent a voice message to my phone. "Where the hell are you? Do not think that you can threaten me by going missing! Come to the hospital immediately to pick Celine up. She will be living with us during this period. You shall take care of her." I was floating in the air, watching him go crazy with the voice message, looking ridiculous.

I again sit on my couch as a old jeopardy show plays on my small TV far in the evening. The couple from yesterday are still going at it in another room in the complex, but this time it's a lot more docile. I grab another chip from the bag, tasting the wonderful salty heaven as it slides down my throat. I also have a sandwich on my lap, two cans of cherry soda, and a few bags of gummy worms. I took a little of the money I've been saving over months and used it to buy all this. However, it