Player Poppy Playtime Fanart นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I guess he just wanted to watch a movie for the popcorn. Popcorn was Xander’s obsession like Pizza was mine. A small smile made its way on my lips as I tried to focus on the movie. At the end of the movie, I cringed my nose when the guy sat down on one knee, proposing to the girl and she accepted his proposal. I yawned as the credits started rolling.

, Brianna grunted in a low voice to Stacey. Fernanda closed her eyes and exhaled in frustration, she took a deep breath and unfortunately for her she inhaled his seductively tempting perfume. A scent such as lomani sends you to heaven and back in a second. It was shocking why he followed her to her school of all places.

Happily ever after. I flip on tonight’s game to watch passively in the background. It’s the Tampa Beasts and the Georgia Woodpeckers, and so far, no one’s scored anything. They’re about to go into halftime with zeroes across the board. Wiping away a stray tear, I let air hiss out my nose. This is why I’m a Portland Shoremen fan. Getting back to work, I pick up my notebook, and more rhymes and lyrics come to mind.

Back at Declan's and my shared home, I looked at the small cuts covering the soles of my feet. I cleaned them with rubbing alcohol, numb to the sting, and glanced around the room out of habit. The home that had once felt warm had slowly been filled with Petra's things without my ever noticing. "Wren, Petra gave me this stuffed rabbit. Put it on the couch for me. I want to see it every day. "Wren, Petra got me this tie. Isn't it nice?

Not one bit. She broke the silence, her voice tinged with irritation. “I have a problem with this clause here.” She pointed to the section regarding photographs and videos. “Why exactly do you think you have the right to take pictures or videos of me? And why can’t I have things in my own name?” I arched a brow, my lips curling into a faint, almost amused smile. “Those clauses are… flexible. If you don’t want any photos or videos, we can cross that out. And anything you purchase can be in your own name. No skin off my back.”

he smiled and dialed her number while I watched silently “Hey babe, how was your yoga class today?... Things got too spicy for the pepper? So sorry babe, you should take some rest and listen to Wild child, from your favorite musician Eyaa. Yep, I’ll see you later alligator. Love you” He finished with his call “Really? See you later alligator??” I rolled my eyes

I put a one-sided stylish hairpin beside my right ear that tucked my hair behind my ear. I put a light makeup and applied a Matte Lip Whip in Bowl of Cherries. I stared at my reflection in my vanity mirror. I smiled when I got contented with my looks. I went out of my walk-in closet and picked up my phone that was on the nightstand. I put that inside my Pasha handbag. Today is Saturday and tomorrow is my engagement party. On Monday, it's time for me to study again.

I'm a light traveler. I glance at the clock as it ticks towards 6:25. I exit my room into the dark passage and into the kitchen. It seems none of the guys are out and about so I head to the kitchen and sit at one of the vacant tables. Out of boredom I start fiddling with my loose hair, I hope I won't regret leaving it loose tonight, sometimes the wind makes it unbearable. After about two minutes of waiting, Damian emerges with Blue denim jeans and a tight fighting black shirt, followed by Tommy in black jeans and a baggy grey shirt.

Fine. I grabbed two from nearby staff. The second Ben heard my voice, though—click. Hung up. Again. Ms. Lockhart's words echoed in my head. I'd have to go big. Wiping away my tears, I opened the city's biggest influencer livestream and splurged on an eye-popping virtual gift to grab their attention. The streamer, Mr. Hero, perked up immediately.

Chance to Pop’s Place and a willing playmate. Or two.