Papers Please Novels & Stories

I turn off the lights and crawl into my bed, tightly holding a carefully folded piece of paper in my right hand. The sweet candy-like smell of the freesia flowers is the first thing that greets me when I enter the garden. Once I find them I immediately take a seat in front of the beautiful flowers. I carefully unfold the paper in my hand and lay it down in front of me. The loose leaf paper looks worn out as if it's been held on to for a long time. The pencil marks have faded away but can still be read if you look closely. And the sweet scented flowers must be overpowering the ancient and rundown smell of the paper.

Gilbert told them, showing them two papers with their names on it in universal characters. “What is this paper and how does it work?” Jai asked as he looked at the paper on the counter. Gilbert smiled. “It’s a permit for you two. And it works as, well, official authorizations for you to accept requests in this windlet branch. Now you can take the request on that board over there.” He pointed to the board across the counter on the other side of the room. Jai looked surprised. “We can?” Gilbert nodded. Jai felt very excited and he was about to run to the board before Darrion dragged him back to the counter, surprising Shoru that was playing with her new bone chew toy.

Chaos said giving emphasize to the word ‘Boyfriend’ “Oh…my bad, sorry.” He said to Chaos but I can see that Chaos is not buying it. “By the way Peace, I called you about this paper because Mrs. Obre called me earlier and she wants me to ask you if you can help me with all this? Don’t worry he will email later what to do if you’re willing to do it, but if not it’s fine---” “It’s fine, Sir. I can help, I think it will not be too much work, right? I also have Thesis to look after.” I said and he smiled.

"A milli, you say? We are going to need about ten thousand bills." "You have enough paper for that?" Jake tapped the packet of paper on the table by the laptop. "Shit, no. Since you didn't tell me how much we were making tonight. I had no idea it was this much, I usually only deal with thousands at a time." Petrie explained, looking at the paper dubiously. "We can either go and get more, or we can print out the top half, which I have almost enough for, and the bottom stacks will be blank, we can cut up regular printer paper or notebook paper. I don't know if it will work if their pros."

Smoothed it flat. At the very bottom of the response form: "Do you accept the invitation?" I picked up a pen and checked yes.

The public library printer hummed, spitting out the first page while the progress bar crawled across the monitor. My fingers hovered over the keyboard to guard the downloaded P*F. The original, the heavy parchment with the actual embossed seal, was still safe, hidden in the locked drawer at home. These were just reprints. Replacements for the ones he had torn up last year. I just wanted to see my name on a paper again, to prove to myself that I still existed outside of this apartment.

It's just the other side, so I don't think there would be much difference in time. My daily routine was the same. I asked for a few papers, but--- "Paper? What's that?" I kind of expected that, so no disappointments. But later I took hours to explain to him that I need something to write on and that's how he understood suddenly on the 3rd day he bought me a few sheets which looks exactly like paper. When I asked him how he got those without trees "So these are called papers? We call it Kaga. hmm... interesting. These are made from the Tajmo blue monster spider web. We use that to note down packets of consumption of blood per day by an individual person"

I respond flipping to the front of the folder where I keep all the English papers, thankful that it gives me a reason to break eye contact. "I need at least a C+ to maintain my average." He says rubbing the back of his neck. I wrinkle my nose at his response. C+ pfft. "I can give you a B- paper for $125 or a B+ for $150" I say flipping pages in the small log book I keep in one of the pockets. "Really that'd be gr-" he starts but I cut him off.

I replied while standing up and moving to the couch next to him. "Just the truth, Alexis" He smirked, leaning a bot forward to my face. "So these are the papers. The deadline is until Friday. If you need some more time, you will inform me. Everything you need to know about our services, policies and regulations are in these papers. Should you have any questions, please feel free to ask. And I hope that our partnership will turn out to be a fantastic one." I concluded. "Actually, I have one question." He narrowed.

His press was awe inspiring. Charlie sounded like a proud papa. "This baby is a four-color trifold with a five-hundred-seventy-eight millimeter by twenty-two and three-quarter cut off. I picked her up used, had her shipped from the other side of the planet, but she's been worth every penny it cost me." "You put out a weekly paper." "Yes, though I've always wanted it bi-weekly. Don't see that happening now, but a man can always dream." I walked around the metal monstrosity dying to see it in action. "When does she roll?"