Laughed Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

I explained with a small chuckle. Emma only grinned a little before chipping out, "That's became you're becoming creepy, like Christie is. People don't just laugh like that with no reason in particular. People laugh for a reason unless the person is more or less a creep. Why the heck would a person laugh at nothing in particular?" Emma rambled on with a small laugh. "It's means you're already becoming creepy too, because you're obviously laughing right now without any good reason," Christie pointed out sweetly.

~Lianna Black~ My tummy was aching. The clenching of my chest was so unbearable that every customer inside the café was giving me weird glances. I was laughing so hard. This was the best laugh I’ve had in a long while. “Are you sure you’re alright, Luka?” I wiped the side of my eyes where beads of happy tears had formed. “Damn, that was a good one.”

Again he looked right into my eyes as if he were trying to read my mind. What does his mean? Did he mean I was an argumentative person? I just hate dishonesty. That attitude is not good. " Mr. Walker this job is already out of my course. A lawyer? " I scoffed and shook my head. But suddenly. " HAHAHAHA " His laughing out loud even his body get shaking. ' Was it a real or a sarcastic laugh I couldn’t appoint it but it was loudest even the waitress is staring at us. '

Lena frowned and said defiantly, "What are you laughing at?" "Laugh at your jealousy."

It wasn’t a happy laugh because nothing was funny but I still laughed anyway. I stood there, outside the house, laughing like someone who had lost her mind. The kind of laugh that comes out when you feel so hurt and so confused, that your body doesn’t know what else to do. My chest shook as I laughed harder, louder, and longer until it turned into something else that I didn’t see coming, tears.

This is funny to her? "Oh, my, you..." she started, her words dissolving into uncontrollable laughter. The sound of her crackling giggles filled the air, taunting me with each passing moment. And my face darkened into a tight scowl, the more she laughed. My brow furrowing as I stood stiff, my hands clenched into fists at my sides, listening to her struggle to compose herself between gaps of laughter. "My goodness!... That was... hilarious Hudson, were you trying to scare me or something?” She asked, her tone laced with sarcasm, soft chuckles emitting her lips in amusement.

She barely laughed at his jokes. “What’s funny?”

“But, don't you think he has the hots for you?” “Don't you trust me? Of course, I know.” Chloe drew a deep breath. " OMG! What did you do?" "I laughed," I said. "I laughed in the most sarcastic way ever and the whole class erupted in laughter too and he never called on me again for the rest of the semester." Chloe lost it. Full body laughter, rolling sideways, nearly taking her pillow with her. "You laughed?!" "What was I supposed to do Chloe!" "I don't know, literally anything else—"

Luxian asks, his voice carefully neutral as he navigates out of the parking lot. That breaks me. A snort of laughter escapes before I can stop it. "She looked like she was trying to perform an exorcism on a piece of electronic equipment." "The cake," he adds, and I can hear the smile creeping into his voice. "She went face-first into her own wedding cake." The mental image shatters what's left of my composure. Laughter bubbles up from somewhere deep in my chest - the kind of helpless, cathartic laughter that makes your stomach ache and your eyes water.

Angela asked, then burst out laughing. I wiped my face, half-laughing, half-crying now. "Stop laughing,it's not funny".