Never Go Full Retard Novels & Stories

I even heard her cooed. Psycho. That retarded woman, I have to start ignoring her now before I even fall on her trap. I'm not going to be in love with that retard. Not with anyone.

“You know, at this rate, we’re going to have to retire the older military men early. With all these new recruits, we have more than enough young blood to take over.” Silence. I turned my head toward him, quirking a brow. “Are you seriously going to keep walking around looking constipated? Like you’re holding in a fart or something?” Nothing. I nudged him, smirking. “Come on, buddy. Keeping malice is a girl thing. If you’ve got something to say, say it. Lash out. Throw a punch. Hell, scream if you have to. But stop looking like you’re about to pop a vein—it’s not a good look for you.”

It was a gazillion times better than my wooden plank bed. "Patrick, turn on the air circulation," Audrey instructed the chauffeur halfway through the drive. She suddenly covered her mouth and frowned, glancing at me almost absentmindedly. My body stiffened with embarrassment. My face burned red as I panicked, not knowing what to do. I could only try to shrink away as much as possible, keeping my distance so the sour, trash-like smell clinging to me wouldn't spread inside the car. "Ella," Audrey called out, tilting her head toward me. "When you get home, you'll be next in line after Freya. Don't compete with her over anything, okay? Be the bigger person."

He loves traveling, "Seriously, just go. I don't think you want to waste your time talking to me, so... bye." Fuck. I rocked the boat too much onto one side. I need to bring it back into a nice middle.

Becky was not backing down on her request. They say never back down never what? Never give up. " No hun, I am not at home right now…I went out with my mom." She said to me as if in a hurry. "Okay then, there is no problem. We'll talk later." I said to her before I hung up. I wouldn't love to be rejected on a row and also be hung up on a row too. Like they say once bitten twice shy. I threw my phone beside me on the bed, I got up from the bed and paced around my room for a few seconds. I needed to keep myself engaged and busy.

Like every time they’d talked, the conversation flowed easily from one thing to the next in a relaxed way, always sprinkled with teases and jokes. She had just gotten off of the bus, thirty minutes later, when he said, “Gotta bail, woman, or they gonna come for me, and it ain’t gonna be nice.” “Got everything ready to go?” “Nope.” “Really?” “You know me. I like to do things at the last minute.” “Else where’s the fun, right?” “Exactly.” “Then go, Jay. And behave.” “You can always count on that, right? I’m gonna d******d that messaging app later. I’ll text you to try it.”

He had no idea why this lady was suddenly going berserk and writing cryptic nonsense. He shrugged to show he didn’t understand. Charlie sighed and rubbed his forehead. He took the notepad, tore off the page, and rewrote a single line, tossing it back to Rex: “Go. Also, stop using idioms.” Rex got up. As he left, he muttered to himself: “What’s wrong with idioms? ‘Bring her back safe’ sounds perfectly fine to me…” This young kid who had just started learning the language was now riddled with self-doubt again.

I was asked to sit too but I refused so the director said, "I am very sorry for ruining the reputation of Tyrant groups. We are firing Miss Green to help you with your losses", he said. That was highly expected and I instantly replied, "well, my boss Steohan doesn't think that anything said by Miss Green was wrong. you got all the rights to change the statement but on behalf of Tyrant groups I am hear to congratulate Miss Green for her sharp observation skills and apologize for the lack of modification theme", I said. My words created a buzz amongst everyone in the room and they started whispering loudly. I got no time here so I continued,

“Why didn't you say so earlier? Goddess, I'm sorry... I somehow... I forgot that…” He laughed, rising to sit and pulling me into a tight embrace. “You don't need to apologize for anything or to anyone. You went through hells and returned. I would never force you to do anything you're not comfortable with.” I shook my head. “You don't understand. I want to meet them. I-I think I should meet them, right?” A soft smile appeared. “Just remember that if you find any of them irritating, you may as well kick them out of Caesusville.”

Everyone in the hall started booing him immediately. If you do not have the money, just admit that you do not have the money. If you are reluctant to spend the money, just admit that you are reluctant to do so. Why would you call someone else mentally retarded just because they were willing to spend that amount of money? Why was he such a sore loser? Kenneth felt very irritated as he was booed by many people, but he did not dare to say anything at all. Therefore, he could only bite the bullet and endure the humiliation in silence.