Novel & Cerita Note Reader

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I get the note and read it in my head. Drink this when you wake up. Go to the kitchen after and eat. I'm in the next unit, you're friend is also there. Come after you ate the food. I don't know if I will be happy or annoyed with his note. It's a command! And really enumerated huh? My eyes narrowed and I was stunned to read the letter below. ~ your 9inches guy ~ The events of last night seemed to play back into my brain. He is! My ghosh! Why do our paths intersect?

----------------------------------------------------------------- From: Antonio Rossi Date: Mon, 29 June 2020, 08:50 Subject: Re: To Do To: Lotus Hutton • Time - 07:00. • Coffee - Correct. • Report - Yes. • Notes - Get started. • Clients - Everything. Rossi. -----------------------------------------------------------------

Blinking his eyes to adjust to the darkened room, he follows behind Abel sluggishly, until he pulls Harken through the doorway and slams him against the wall, eyes blazing as he glares at him, nose to nose. “What the fuck is this?” he asks and shoves a note into Harken’s chest. With unfocused eyes, he tries to make out the words scribbled in messy handwriting. Did you like my gift? There is more where that came from unless you’re willing to put your expertise to good use and help me out. My number is on your phone, you know what to do. There is no name attached but there doesn’t need to be. This is clearly the work of none other than Nate James, that much makes sense. What doesn’t is why the

A please don’t make me give you a detention note? I pull it out with a raised eyebrow, ready to tear it apart, but instead, I find it’s from none other than the guy himself—Mr. Wright. Of course it is. Who else would have the audacity to leave me notes at every turn like he’s running some weird emotional scavenger hunt? I unfold the paper slowly, fully prepared for some cryptic, condescending thing like, “You can do better, Alina. Just believe in yourself.” But no, what I read instead feels like someone just kicked me in the gut.

_ She tucked it into a café napkin holder, nestled among the ordinary, hoping it might find someone who needed it. In Cebu, a traveler named Nica discovered that napkin while stirring her coffee. The words felt like a quiet companionship, echoing sentiments she believed were hers alone. She carried the note home, placing it beside her own leaf-shaped note from months ago, realizing she wasn’t the only one writing to a feeling.

Irene said visibly trying to gather her thoughts and breath. “Yes, I vote that we do that,” I whispered and reached for the scissors. I unwrapped the large package while they squealed, I was more interested in the note that I knew would come with it. The box was opened and I immediately reached for the paper before Irene took the MacBook. “Oh my goodness! Anna it is a MacBook, and there’s a note attached to it. I can’t believe Jason Micheal is sending you gifts with notes. Can I read it?” “Go ahead,” I giggled, I knew that it would be cute notes. The one with me had more length and I knew it was going to be very personal.

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