Shy Guy Scp Novels & Stories

At that moment we were done talking and Owen promised to give me some of the project, father can work on. "I see you might be new here Stefan! I'm Scott". The short chubby guy who seems to be around thirties introduced himself to me, with a beam. "I see you've already known my name! Nice one! I spoke jovially, giving him a hand shake. Suddenly, his smile faded away as he turned to look at me. It seems like he had something in mind that he had been willing to say but couldn't. "Do you mind me Reporting you on the basic situation in the city?" He questions with a grin as I smirked.

They say that the friends they talk to are too selective. Those three names are Storm Lucena, Yuta Yamamoto and Jaylen Navarro. They are said to be the most grumpy of Shin’s friends. Apart from being rude, when they don’t like the person they are talking to and force them to talk to them, they might be wondering what they can do.

They started eating silently. Sherry soon finished eating her food, she took the coffee Tara bought and took a sip. Suddenly, a boy walked towards their table. "Hi," He said to Sherry shyly. Sherry nodded. "Uhmm… Can I get your W******p number?" The boy asked a little nervously and stared at Sherry's beautiful face. He blushed. "I'm not on W******p" Sherry lied without looking flustered, her expression was natural like she was telling the truth.

Scott's embarrassment was overshadowed by the urgent need to disable the bomb. Tears streamed down his face as he sobbed, his body shaking with desperation. He tried to steady his hands, but they trembled uncontrollably. “I still haven’t gotten a girlfriend,” Scott whispered between his tears. “She is supposed to give me an answer tomorrow.” I couldn't even cry or scream, I just shut my eyes and looked into heaven. This is it, I'm coming to you, Lord, although it's early, please welcome me with open arms. Since I’ve suffered enough on earth, I'm definitely not going to hell. Time of death: 25/9/2025

Thinking of this, he glared at the manager and said, "Don't scare me." Yuri glanced at the domineering man and said honestly, "I'm going to bring the water to the table where the guests just came, so he sits at this table." Yuri pointed to the seat where the man sat. "He gets up and goes this way while looking at his cell phone..." "What are you talking about?" The man was anxious. Shen Jianchuan's eyes swept over the phone in his right hand. The man instinctively moved backwards. Su couldn't stand this type of bullying, shameless, and bully type of person. He lazily leaned against the chair and said, "Sir, where are you from?"

His gaze is soft, and his eyes are kind as they roam my face while his thumbs brush away the tears from my cheeks. “Harley, baby girl, what’s the matter?” His tone is smooth like butter and soft like cotton, washing a sense of comfort over me as he speaks. “It’s nothing, Trigger. Don’t worry about it.” I assure him, desperately hoping he buys into the whole facade I’m trying to convey. "I'm Scotty. Trigger is what the streets call me, but you can call me Scotty, baby girl." It's Scotty, huh? I can see that.”

Pasha chirped in, still not looking up from her book. "I'll answer your question, Lani." Pania answered beside Zenni. "It's Scott," She said. "Pania wipe your mouth, Scott? Sounds like a humourless joke! Scott is gay!" Pasha dropped her handout. "Twin, gays have the biggest meats and handsomeness," pania laughed. "And how would you fuckin know that? Like..." Beatrice shrugged. "Homegirl, I'm a footballer, and Scott's the football Captain. I've visited their bathroom a lotta times, and I see sizes, but none can beat Scott's." Pania laughed again.

Ian stood there and took a swig from his bottle. Scott’s jaw tightened. “Like I said. You’re intruding.” “Intruding?” Ian lifted a finger toward Scott. “This is my city. You’re the impostor.” “Is there a problem, old friend?” Scott glanced to the side. The voice belonged to a short man in a two-piece safari suit, slides on his feet, smoking a cigar. Dressed like that in a club. Either the owner or insane. Maybe both. “Zino!” Ian’s voice rang with false cheer.

Most of them included their mates and their children but there are a few who if you just take away their alcohol and they go crazy. Two experiments walked into the room. One, Tyler, was another one of the steroid looking ones but his skin was a grey color. He had long disgusting black nails that he used to slit people's throats. Then there was Suka, my favorite. She looked almost normal. Her only deformity was the fact that you could see every vein on the top of her head. She covers it up with this black wig that suited her skin perfectly. I've slept with her a few times and she is the greatest one in bed. That's why I don't usually let her out of here. It is hard to find someone like her th

“Yeah bitch I'm a gift to mankind you should know that,so you made me disappear just wow Cindy” “Disappear,I didn't do that ,seems like you have a lot of enemies not just me” “Yeah you didn't do that ,but you left me alone in the room with that obsessed micheal,you heartless animal” Scar said as she punched Cindy again. Cindy laughed blood staining her teeth. “Yeah,he was supposed to sleep with you and your videos posted on every social platform,that would have been a highlight” Scar scoffed. “So you drugged my drink,but you failed,and I disappeared and you stepped into my shoes effortlessly, because you have always been waiting,so currently you own the largest shares,and own Liet”