Marianne Normal People Novels & Stories

I take a long gulp from my beer and focus on the band that where playing very nice songs. The food was amazing. We ate in silence as we watched the guest greet each other while some where dancing. "You know the Woman is so nice I mean she literally gave me clothes that would fut me for a whole week" Max laughed as she sipped her beer. "Yeah they're too nice I'm scared this is how they kill people in horror movies" she laughed "Yeah at least we will die well fed and dressed" I laughed at this but she was right. "Yeah true" then she gasped

Christiana’s point of view “God, I’m already liking her.” The guy next to another table chuckled and said with an amusing smile. What the hell! Jesus. Just help me. What type of nuisance is this? Don’t they know how to behave? I guess they rarely know. I know this is pub but they ought to have some decency. Is this the way rich brats behave? I guess I am expecting too much from them. Probably, this is only the way to behave for them. They got no ethics and manners. At least, I expected chivalry from them for a woman.

He craned his neck, trying to see whose name I had written down. The moment he saw Nathan's name, Keith's eyes went wide. "You seriously came here for that half-dead guy?" John hesitated for a second. "Maybe she finally grew a conscience. Maybe she realized it's too cruel for Vanessa to marry a guy in a coma, so she came to pray for Nathan." Keith responded, "What a hypocrite. If she really felt bad for Vanessa, then why doesn't she marry that half-dead guy herself?" They both kept their voices low, almost whispering, afraid Vanessa might hear them.