Laughs Nervously Wtf Novels & Stories

” He suddenly turned gloomy. I watched as the most confident, poised, and impassive man I have ever seen suddenly worried about the movie night arrangement. His slightly nervous face scanned the entire living room, checking if anything was missing, and that picture was so unreal that I couldn’t control my reactions. I snorted, observing his nervousness, and when his terrified eyes met mine, I exploded in uncontrollable and deep laughter that shook my entire body. I never thought that I would do such a thing in front of an Alpha. Honestly, I never thought I could do such a thing at all. Laughing wholeheartedly wasn’t a privilege in my previous life.

Luna says after a moment, her voice dripping with sarcasm that cuts through the tension like a knife, "my mind is feeling so wonderfully clear and untroubled after receiving this latest bit of information." The sarcastic way she delivers the statement, combined with the exaggerated eye roll that accompanies it, makes me burst into laughter that I'm completely unable to control. The sound bubbles up from somewhere deep in my chest, part hysteria and part genuine amusement at the absurdity of our situation. "I honestly don't know what to think about any of this," I say, shaking my head as my laughter subsides into nervous giggles. "But there's absolutely nothing in her little performance that

"Hahahaha, what the fuck is going on? Why are you crying like a three years old baby? Did I say something wrong?" "This is just a tears of joy, fucking idiot!"

I look at him in horror trying to push the memories away. After a moment of studying my face, he and Lyle bursts out laughing. "I'm sorry princess it's really not funny." I nod "Yeah, yeah laugh it up you're not laughing at me right, you're laughing with me." my wolf huffs in my head "He probably enjoys being molested by the old bitties in this place." and I loose it, laughing so hard I snort, then with wide eyes I cover my mouth going into a new fit of laughter at the fact I snorted. both men are now staring at me. Tears are rolling down my face and I'm struggling to breath.

Panic flares up loud and clear while Theo screams at me to fix it and not say anything so stupid again. “It was a joke,” I scramble, taking a step forward only to jump back when I realize that just makes shit worse. “I-I thought a joke would make things better. Shit. Fuck. Shitfuck! I’m so fucking so…” “It’s okay, Lucian,” Iris cuts in, a wobbly smile taking her lips as she rubs her tears away. “It did. It really did.” Then why the fuck are you crying?!

“I swear, I can explain everything.” Lara’s face popped up last, her expression amused as she leaned back in her seat. “Okay, Liv. We’re waiting. Spill it. We’re all ears.” She crossed her arms over her chest, clearly expecting a full explanation. I felt my nerves spike, my hands fumbling a bit as I tried to collect myself. “Uh… maybe later,” I said, chuckling awkwardly. I had no idea how to explain the strange mix of emotions I felt about what was happening.

my snarky sub consciousness scold me without default. But apparently my mental freak out doesn't seem to bother him at all. I mean, it's not like I'm expecting it to but anything that would make this feeling disappear will do for now. Do I really want this feeling to disappear? "Strip". What? I blink twice. I'm not sure I heard it right. Laughter builds up in my throat and it ends up escaping my lips, rippling the silence and calm in the atmosphere. Tears pickle at the sides of my lids as my shoulders quake gently. I drop my bag on the vanity beside me and fold my hands beneath my chest.

Argh! “Shucks!? I forgot my flash drive because I am rushing?!!!” I said seriously and they looked at me with matching big eyes. “REALLY???!!???” Syrel’s eyes widened and she couldn’t believe my answer. “Just kidding! HAHAHAHA. Later let’s watch it together!” “You’re such a nuisance, Lou! I was so nervous!” Syrel said while she’s touching her chest. Nervous is evident in her face. We sat at our chairs and I noticed that the other group is higgledy-piggledy.

or should I say, intoxicated. Crayvin groans and rolls his head back, holding the cue stuck between his legs as he stoops on the stool. "Guess that means you'll be handing over those keys to the unit then, right?" I say, rubbing my win in. I giggle as he purses his lips in annoyance. "You're annoying," he states. "And you sir, are the human version of period cramps." Crayvin's face twists with anger as Drew and Tarra laugh hysterically. Tarra leans over, holding her stomach from laughing so hard and some tears escaping her perfect almond eyes.

Oh, my God, this is so bad… It’s almost as though my brain doesn’t understand the gravity of the situation, and if it does, it doesn’t know how to communicate it with my mouth, despite my begging to stop laughing. Stop, stop, stop. Please, stop! After what feels like a very long moment, I finally get a grip on myself, noticing that Levi at some point had reached for my wrist, squeezing it tightly as a silent way of trying to get me to shut up. Oh, this is bad. This is so bad…