Little Joke Book Kill Tony の小説・ストーリー

“Cover more ground. Eyes open.” Dee raised an eyebrow but nodded. “Careful.” Aire disappeared into the crowd, moving like she’d learned to before her death—fluid, unseen, yet fully aware. Every familiar corner, every alleyway, whispered secrets of who had risen and who had fallen while she was gone. And Trevon? He was out there, lurking, underestimating the girl he tried to kill.

Adrian’s friends moved faster than he did. One of them reached out and ripped it from my hand, ending the call mid-ring. Another laughed under his breath, like he’d just seen something absurd. “Seriously?” someone scoffed. “Your fiancée runs into a little trouble and the first thing she does is call her mommy?” Another chimed in, shaking his head with a laugh. “Adrian, this is next-level childish. We’re grown adults, not kindergarteners. What’s she going to do next—cry for a nanny?”

He barked out a laugh like this was the funniest thing he'd ever heard as he continued, “They’re trying to figure out if Alex Miller 'The Ogre' was replaced with Prince Charming.” I let out a snort. “If we’re using Shrek references, wasn’t the ogre actually the good guy?” Tony threw his hands up. “Must you ruin everything? We were supposed to laugh about this together.” “I’m sorry if I don’t find my employees comparing me to an ogre particularly hilarious,” I said flatly. He rolled his eyes. “You’re so boring.” He settled deeper into the chair, stretching like he had all the time in the world. I tried to ignore him and get back to the file I was reading.

If you're really a Ford, I'll let you use my head as a soccer ball. The room burst into laughter. Mia's face darkened. Her voice turned cold. "Logan, enough. Keep this up and I'm really breaking up with you." My consciousness started fading. My limbs turned cold. Darkness crept into my vision. With difficulty, I turned toward a blurry figure near the doorway. Using the last of my strength, I forced out: "Help... me..." Aaron burst out laughing. "Who's going to save you? Your fans?" The crowd laughed as they shoved me back into the liquor again.

Chance smiled watching her as she happily danced with her uncle. “Hey!” Scott called to his brother across the dance floor. “Tootsie Roll is mine.” Tony gave him a thumbs up and searched it up on his Playlist. His other brother discretely gave the man the middle finger before turning towards Tony. “You’re not getting Candy Shop.” Tony declared not even looking up. “Fine.” George smirked. “I get Apple Bottom.” “Damn. I should have gone with Apple.” Tony complained. “I would have never guessed that she liked dance club rap.” Cookie grinned.

"Nathalie, didn't I tell you not to come here? Why did you bring the children too?" I frowned. "Why did that man just now call her Mrs. Shaw?" Jerome was stunned momentarily, a look of panic flashing across his face. Just then, Miranda Jones—the one referred to as Mrs. Shaw—had just finished dealing with the people outside and entered the room. She quickly explained, "Nathalie, don't misunderstand. They're just joking around." Jerome also nodded. "Yes, they like to joke. You know there's nothing going on between me and her."

This time, I was done with him for good. "See you never, Anthony." The End

“Eztli, maybe sit down. You’re shaking.” “Don’t treat me like I’m delusional,” I snapped, but even as I said it, I felt the unsteadiness in my knees. My stomach twisted in knots. Jonas stayed in the doorway. “So, what—you’re seeing ghosts now?” “Something’s wrong,” I said. “I—I saw him. He was smiling at me.” “Tony’s dead,” Jonas said bluntly. “You killed him. You want to talk about what’s wrong? Start there.”

came a girl’s disappointed voice. “Sorry, sweets. I might have killed you unintentionally” said Young ho in a flirty tone. “It’s okay. I am lucky to be killed by you” said the girl in a seductive tone. “Seriously? Was that a joke? Someone remove this bimbo or I will kill her in real life. Pray that you don’t meet me in person.” said Eun Ji while rolling her eyes in disbelief. “Death by Lily killed me!” “Kill me too! Kill me too”

I poked my head around him, “shit, how much did you replace it with? I only had maybe 4 in there, now there are how many?” Luciano laughed, “Tony is a drunk, and he made a new friend, well, two from what I have learned.” I laughed, grabbing at my incision, “Well, I am glad to hear that.” Spot walked up to us, sniffing Luciano, “I think he likes you, boss.” Tony said, walking up to us and handing us both a beer. I took the pill from Luciano. “Good, I can’t have bad people here.” We laughed. Tony raised his beer. “Here’s to being home, safe, alive, and new friends.” He rubbed Spot on the head. I smiled and raised mine with him, “to all of that.”