Serious Face Meme Novels & Stories

"You need to embrace that fact, you need to do that in order to move on. One day you will see, you will think about your painful memories without any pain and regret in your heart anymore. Yes, you will miss the people but not what they did to you." He is right. I stare at him and chuckle. It's the only time I heard him say something serious, from the bottom of his heart. He is always that funny person who likes bragging about his face, and that person who always wants to make everyone happy around him by joking. He can be the most fun agent here and a good friend for me. "Thanks for saying those, I don't know how to react because I heard them from you." I replied that it made him pout.

I smiled at them. " When you remember me, please don't be sad. I can't afford to see you both sad. I don't want you both to feel any despair. I want you to smile and only remember the happy memories okay? " I didn't notice that my tears are flowing. I hugged them, at the same time the Unicus Portales opened. I looked at them again then I sarcastically wide my eyes. " What the fuck are you both doing? Smile!! It's not the end of the world, you know? Do you want me to get mad at you? SMILE, YOU IDIOTS!! "

“That’s not funny.” “I’m serious,” he said.

I said, taking the phone back with a ease I was manufacturing. Julie looked at me with the specific assessment of a 5 year old who had been raised by a woman who did not lie to her about important things and had therefore developed an extremely calibrated detector for when something important was being handled as something small. "He has a sad face," she said. "He's just serious," I said. "Some people look serious in photographs." "It's a different kind of serious," she said, with the authority of someone whose taxonomy of facial expressions was comprehensive and non-negotiable. "Jake looks serious but not sad. Grandpa Aldric looks serious but not sad. This man looks sad."

"Hang on. Don't tell me that's why you came at me with two machetes in hand and hunted me down the streets like a dog. I didn't do anything!" I let out a self-deprecating laugh. I now knew that in Joshua's eyes, I was nothing but a clown—a pet he could toy with as he pleased. Well, why should I stick around to be the object of their jokes?

I thought as I walked over to the drawer. "An impasta," Aiden said as I turned around, his face serious. I stared at him in disbelief. Did he just say a joke in the weirdest way ever? "What?" I said trying to process his answer, my face unable to contain my emotions much longer from the seriousness on his face. I couldn't help it. I busted out laughing, my hand flying to my mouth to try and stifle the sound. It wasn't that the joke was particularly funny, but the contrast between his serious expression and the lighthearted nature of the joke was just too much for me to handle.

When he got close, he suddenly leaned his face toward mine, which startled me. “So? Am I still ugly?” he asked with a grin. Even though I wanted to scream for help, I held it back because I didn’t want him to think I was desperate for someone with such a bad attitude. I shoved him hard and smirked. “You look like Damulag from Doraemon—that’s your face,” I said. “F*ck!” he cursed angrily and went back to his seat. His companions laughed, while he sat down annoyed next to another guy I didn’t know.

I took a deep breath and faced him but I couldn’t speak. He’s looking at me smiling like a lunatic and I don’t know why. I hit him in the arm and he just laughed at me. Why is he so mean? Here I am crying in front of him but he’s just grinning like a dog who got treats right there. “Why are you smiling like a lunatic?” I asked as I raised my brow. He continued chuckling and said, “It’s just that, you look… unpretty when crying.”

He didn't miss the smirk on Ram face. "Please, tell me, what is so funny?" Sebestian whispered as he rounded on the members, a vein almost popping in his neck as he fought back the urge to smack the smirk off the man's face. "These are someone's fangs. As if the act of taking them weren't despicable enough in itself, you think it's okay to laugh about it?" Sebestian shouted.

He says with a goofy smile. I try not to smile but I fail miserably. “Come on, Wesley. I’m being serious. Be serious for once.” I say. He breathes out loudly. “Okay, okay. I’m switching to serious mode. Go ahead, I’m listening.” He says. “Someone texted me.” I say. “Okay?” He drags the word. “It was weird. It was a smiling emoji and then some quote about me getting to close to fire and being burned.” I say.