Poppy Playtime 소설 & 이야기

The doctor said that Jaxson’s condition was caused by depression and trauma. “But— baby! Even my boyfriend Tom still plays with balls. He’s a basketball player, you know. Besides, you are a ten years old kid.” Perry pouted her lips as she playfully did a tantrum in front of Jaxson. “I even brought you more stuff. I got you some new shirts, a PS5 which the lady on the counter told me that guys are inlove with that game, and some Robots. But I guess… you don’t love that either… Because maybe you just don’t like me at all.” She said dramatically as she intentionally puppy eyed.

The playground stood invitingly in the distance, a place I recognized through flashes of memory. As I approached, memories flooded in like the tide. The laughter of children, the creaking of swings carried by the gentle breeze, and the scent of cotton candy and popcorn from the nearest shop. But the most vivid of all was the laughter of a little girl. Gemma. Poppy's daughter is a brilliant light, smiling like sunlight breaking through the clouds. In my subconscious, I recalled moments spent playing, her delighted squeals echoing in my mind.

“I want to pull the trigger myself.” Hayes nodded, his hand sliding a burner phone across the table, its plastic casing scratched, its weight grounding. “Use this,” he said, his voice flat, his eyes steady. “No traces. Warehouse, 10 p.m. on Friday night. We set the trap, you make it stick.” I grabbed the phone, its cold surface steadying my shaking hands, my smirk a blade. “He’s dead,” I said, my voice steady, my heart a storm of hate.

"Let's play a game." What? He didn't prepare an appropriate response for me, and the next thing he wanted to do was play a game with me. "I... can't." The words hung in my mouth; what if the game was more of a requirement for my freedom? Then I asked, "Is this related to my freedom? I don't believe my master wants to play a game with me." He chuckled slightly, "Yes, it was about your freedom. Let's Play isn't just a game. Games."

"Fifty Sir." "Give me three." Kumuha ng tatlong balot ang tindera at nilagay sa plastic bag. Nagniningning ang mga mata ko habang nakatingin sa popcorn sa loob ng plastic. Nang i-abot ng babae ang plastic ay ako ang tumanggap at agad na binuksan ang isang balot ng popcorn. Agad akong sumubo ng popcorn. Naiiyak ako nang malasahan ko ang popcorn sa bibig ko. Hindi namang makapaniwalang tumingin sa akin si Steve. Ngumiwi pa siya ng makitang may kaunting luha sa mata ko.

She handed the pass to me. I thanked her and checked to see i was the 26th contestant on stand. "Wow. I think we are going to be waiting here for sometime." Mom said and I nodded. "These shoe are killing me already." I said trying to get rid of it. "I will get your slippers. You can wear that for now and when you go in, you put on the heels." Mom said and I nodded. "Thanks Mom." I said and she walked away while Alec was still busy on his video games.

Mila asked Lily while yelling because of the loud music the DJ was playing, and Lily nodded without uttering a word. “What's the first step?” Lily asked Tessa, who was roaming her eyes around, hoping to see the man they were eagerly waiting for. “I haven't seen him yet. I hope he won't disappoint the club today. Let's wait for an hour, the game begins the moment he steps in.” Tessa yelled and Lily nodded. “I can't wait to begin.” Lillian whispered, and they walked to the bar and sat on the stool. “What do you want, ladies?” The bartender asked while smiling sheepishly.

Touch… Chloe gave a shake of her head in an effort to clear her mind of the foggy haze that seemed to be encompassing her. "I don't know what game you are playing, Timothy, but—" she began "I never play games, honey... Not anymore" he assured her softly. She didn't know what to think about him calling her honey, but for the moment Chloe was too concerned by the threat he represented to her, to her equilibrium, to bother asking him about it. "You are playing one right now. And it isn't funny." she reproved. "Please don't say things like that if...please just don't"

I asked, and Theo nodded in approval before jogging off back to his other end. “By now, the enemies would have attacked and burnt down the whole pack house. You certainly can run faster than that, can't you?” I yelled at them, urging them to increase their pace…. A few hours later I raised my eyes and saw Theo headed towards me, the purple hibiscus placed in his right hand, while I stared down at the rose in my hands. A smile crept on my face as I happily stared at them. “Are you ready?” I asked, and he nodded as we both teleported to her room.

His thumb lingered, stroking my lips with a lazy, suggestive pressure. "I wouldn't have expected anything less from the woman I've set my sights on." He leaned in, whispering into my ear, "Since you already know, how about we start a new game?" His lips were almost pressed to my ear, his breath scorching against my skin. It sent a shiver down my spine. "Let's kick Dante out of the picture for good."