Too Much Time Novels & Stories

Drink up and go, perhaps . Blue light. Vibration. “Sorry, fox :( I was late on the set, I don’t have time. Come to me? I have to hang around here for another hour ...” "Let's get bold?" “Just a little %) Kitty, well, please ... I don’t want to waste the time that I could be with you ...”

"Maybe your internal clock is just as broken as your personality," she called back. "Or maybe," I countered, "you were so busy losing your mind that you lost track of time altogether. It’s a common side effect of actually being satisfied for once. Don't worry, I won't charge you for the overtime."

“ It's obvious, isn't it? ” “ It is. I haven't thought that far though. ” “ It's okay. there's a time for everything. ” “ Yeah. There's a time for everything under the sun. A time to live, a time to die, a time to be given birth to, a time to reproduce, a time to be awake and a time to go to sleep. ” “ Um... Problems arise when we as humans do the right thing at the wrong time and vice versa. ” “ Yeah. ”

"The two of you are much different from our last time meeting." "A lot has happened." Phuture replied, feeling the tension rising as seconds went by. "What's up, Time?" "You know why I'm here..." Time folded his arms while shaking his head. "You're changing too much shit; this is historical inaccurate!" "Time... we really don't have any time for this." "You're out of time and place...I have to stop this from-" Time's mouth was shut quickly by Terrance, being grabbed by the face and tossed into the air disrespectfully.

Damion and Mel should have been back by now. “Guys, why is Damion taking so long?” I ask. The words hang there, thin and brittle. No one says it, but the shift is instant. Like someone flipped a switch. The room hasn’t changed — only us. Time is the quiet traitor. It moves while we’re distracted, while we’re laughing, while we assume everything is fine. But we finally notice how much time has passed, and worry settles in fast and heavy, with nowhere to go. And we realize — too late — that we should have noticed sooner.

It was a waste of time. ****

Worse, they used their own son as a pawn. She felt sorry for a child with such a scheming mother. "We'd already built about a third of our model, and it's been ruined now. Starting over will cost us a lot of time," Winter said earnestly. "Can you give our team a little extra time? Ten minutes would be enough." The teacher spread her hands helplessly. "I'm afraid that's not possible. Every year, there are unexpected incidents. With so many competitors and a tight schedule, if we were to give every team with an issue extra time, the whole event would spiral out of control and turn chaotic.

A breaking point, it seems. I want to watch more, but at the same time, I don’t. I haven’t known Time for a very long time, my perception of time passing is all skewed with our wandering through centuries, but the bond has ensured that I’ve gotten close enough to him that hearing these words hurts me to. As much as I want, or maybe should agree with Faye, I can’t. Because somehow, I know Time is more than just his actions. And I hate that about myself.

Scientist George thought that he may have aroused some interest in Valentine towards his invention, of course, he is still a young boy, he could still arouse Valentine's liking towards his invention thought the scientist George to himself. He explained some of the rules to Valentine about his invention, "There is one thing. A person could not stay in a time period for more than an hour and will be sent back here after the time interval by default. It is more because of the system which gets overloaded. Even though we are equipped with the latest machineries, supercomputers”, there was a disappointment in his voice as he continued after every word he spoke. "It's like the path of making this

But I was really not really for what the time says. I mean it should be probably Three P.M, or at most, half past the exact same Three P.M I'm thinking it should be, or at most, like, let's say I've spent all my life on this, four P.M. I decided just to finish exactly what I'm doing before I checked the time. And when I checked the time again. It's freaking thirty minutes past five. What the fuck? How did that even happen? The entire day just fucking disappeared?