Suitcase Character Novels & Stories

If being a billionaire and CEO was not working for him, I would have suggested the modeling business long since. “Thank you,” He says to me, and then he leaves the room. I use my time alone to head to the bathroom. I take a quick shower and when I am done, I meet a medium-sized suitcase in the bedroom. Chris or Sue must have brought it in when I was showering. I dress quickly and I pack the suitcase with all the things that Chris ordered. Just as I was about to head out with the suitcase, I remember that my phone is tugged under the bed.

And most of them would be mine . Carl could almost hear the thing laughing at him inside the suitcase. The ragged flaps of skin that were its mouth fluttered as it chuckled in his voice—from his lips. Or what was left of them, anyway. Carl finally realized the desk clerk was staring and shook his mind free. There’s no time to dwell on things. You’ve got a human skin—your skin—stuffed in a suitcase like some kind of serial killer. Nobody’s going to believe what happened, and you can’t put it back on. You have to ditch it.

That suitcase of yours is still here, right? " What suitcase? " Cam frowned as Skyller went to the closet, to get what we needed. " 'The bag where she keeps her underwear away from Liam,' I explained. 'I could lend you one, but I don't think it'll fit that well.” Camille stared at us blankly, not knowing how to respond as Sky brought a wheeled suitcase I kept in a corner of the closet to my friend. " Why? " The poor girl asked dumbfounded.

Not only did he put clothes in the suitcase, but he also threw in a few books, pillows from the sofa, and even a delicate small vase and a crystal dolphin from their bedroom. After going through the suitcase, she found out that he even threw the unused sanitary pads in the drawer into the suitcase, coupled with some other items. All in all, the suitcase looked like the crime scene of a robbery. Silvia thought that he was really a psychopath. She did not know what had stimulated him and what kind of madness he was feeling at home again! It was no wonder why people said that one would often take on the attributes of the people that one was close with. He spent all day with Mariah, so he would

Susie concluded before she shut her eyes and was smiling, just like Tina was doing at the moment. Character description of Susie: She has straight black hair reaching down her shoulders, an oval face shape with pairs of almond-coloured eyes, heart pink lips shape, a pointed raised noise, full eyelashes. Susie is 5 foot 4 inches tall. Whereas Tina has straight pink hair that was quite longer than Susie's, a slim triangle face shape, pairs of grey colour eyes, heart juicy red lips shape, a raised slim nose, average natural eyelashes and she was 6 foot tall and a little skinnier compared to Susie.

What are we? Instead of going to the downstairs bathroom, I head to my room. There's no way I'm going back outside before I take a shower and change. There are two more dresses in my suitcase and while yesterday I was happy with Isa's choice, today I'm not. Clothes are like my armor. When I'm in a suit, I feel in control of everything and everyone around me. They help me get into character. But these fucking sundresses are turning my brain to mush. Otherwise, why did I try to seduce him yesterday? I pick a reserved knee-length white dress with long sleeves and a square neckline. This is better than the other op...

the person who had run away before, suggested. Without delay, Julian rushed into the girl's room. After opening the wardrobe where Mia kept the suitcase, the man sighed again. "The big suitcase is missing." "Big suitcase?" "Yes. Mia has two suitcases, and now, there is only her small one here. Does it mean that she goes to a faraway place?” the CEO asked, blinking against the panic. "Not necessarily so. In the past, Gaby also ran away with a large suitcase. But as it turned out, it just kept a photo album and teddy bear. You remember that I found her crying at the funeral, right?” Max interrupted, trying to calm his brother down.

"It's fine. I'm over it now.” "Doesn't look like it," Calvin says. I then notice he is holding a large, vintage brown suitcase in his hand. He hesitates for a moment before stepping closer. "Anyway, I saw this at an auction and thought of you. I hope you like it.” Calvin carefully hands me the suitcase. Its leather surface is worn but polished, and the brass latches gleam under the shop's lights. I take the suitcase from him, my eyebrows furrowing at the unexpected weight. It's kinda heavy. I place it on the counter and open it.

"Miss we-" At the same time, Matthew tells us is done. "Just looked at it." The men once more check on the Ipad. He looked up at us and nodded. "Please come in, My apologies." I held my head up and walked in without giving a second glance. It’s the character I play. Cassie Allen, the rich and arrogant woman. Once we walked in, we have to walk through the Metal detector. Good thing, I bring my undetected clutch. I walked through the metal detector safely, same as Emily.

The woman looked young and beautiful, exuding a meek demeanor. The couple walked past Wilbur and Ryder's table, and the man accidentally knocked Ryder's suitcase over. That suitcase contained a weapon as terrifying as the super cannon, as well as the mysterious green spore from earlier. That was why Ryder had brought the suitcase into the diner with him instead of leaving it in the car. Seeing the suitcase kicked to the floor, Ryder glared at the man wordlessly. He picked up the suitcase, placing it somewhere else safer. The man, however, stuck his chin out arrogantly at Ryder. "The hell are you looking at, huh? All because I kicked your cheap ass suitcase over?"