Motion Comics Novels & Stories

Becca hiccupped and giggled, dropping her empty glass once full of strawberry daiquiri that Luke had brought with him. After five hours of drinking orangeade, strawberry daiquiri, lemonade, punch and stories of maximum laughs and epic proportions, she was tired as fuck. If she heard one more funny one night stand story about Allison McKinney being daft as a brush, she would, literally, pass out of exhaustion. She was reeling at the idea of heading out to a friend's party that was ongoing.

Michelle stared at the three consecutive messages from him and a quirky thought crossed her mind. —Oh no, Mr. Ye is out of character. —What happened to the workaholic who steered clear of women? —He's in a meeting and still sending her so many messages. —Mr. Ye, has your image crumbled? Half an hour later, when Mr. Ye finally finished his meeting, he messaged Michelle. During that time, she had done her homework and understood the difference between Makka Comics and GreenMango Comics. Makka Comics was a long-established local enterprise, dating back to the era of shadow puppetry. Their original and adapted comics were all highly regarded, and their artists were top-notch in the industry.