Pillow Talks Quotes Novels & Stories

“Deimos and I have this thing … pillow talk before we go to sleep. Bringing up everything that bothers us. No sugar-coating, but no cheap shots either. And we sort it out.” “You just need to make sure, before starting the conversation, that there’s no stiffness down south,” Haley finishes with a wink, “… else, you’re wasting your time.”

But this is what came out of my mouth. I don't know either, and then I'm really tired! "Okay, maybe later?" "Yes." Omy?! Self?! What the?! Self sabotage is real?! "So, what's this pillow for?" he asked again. "I know that you know what's that for. You're scary," I replied. "This will be useless." And he's right. Because after fifteen minutes I seemed to be hypnotized by him and we did the thing. It's just our first night and there was a pik pak boom boom happened. The crazy don't want to miss it.

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“You’re lucky we love you. I’ve been holding this rice for fifteen minutes and I am starving.” A laugh escaped before I could stop it. It bubbled up from somewhere deep and tired inside me. I shut the laptop, shoved the files aside, and grabbed some plates from the break room. We sat cross-legged on a random conference mat, the food spread out like a feast. We talked about everything. Work. Memes. Our old school stories. For a little while, the pressure faded. I even smiled without guilt. “I swear,” Gift said with a mouthful, “if I see another pitch deck open on your screen, I will throw your laptop out the window.”

Lily heard the echo of it bounce off courtroom walls. “Oh my God, Lily! Why did you say it like that? What happened? What did he say? Did he” “Gillian,” Lily warned. “Okay, fine, fine. Just tell me something.” Lily inhaled. “He surprised me at work. We… talked.” Gillian fell silent for a beat. Then, with a knowing hum: “Talked… as in ‘talked’? Or talked as in talked?” Lily rubbed her forehead. “The second one.”

You can just go to bed if you want Precious: I can’t go to bed..like I said I’m waiting to fall asleep Me: Maybe that’s where you’re wrong. Sometimes I just don’t want to talk. With nobody Me: Because it puts so much pressure on me. I feel like I am not doing enough and fucking up when you said that you missed me