Trans Mga Nobela at Kwento

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“I’m dying.” “What the fuck?” The tone in Minus’s voice immediately shifted from anger to concern. I gasped, my hand reflexively covering my mouth. “I have CRC.” “What the hell is that?” Minus asked with a slight drawl. Evidence of his time spent in Savannah. “Jesus, Minus, you sound like a goddamned hillbilly,” Cutter said with a chuckle. “Colorectal cancer,” Warthog sang out, in a mock country singer voice, to a cheery tune that did not fit the lyrics.

𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 7 years old. The brown-haired boy stood there looking at the woman helping her kids choose the toys they wanted. Ace didn't get help from her, he's shy, anxious that she's going to return the ten dollars teddy bear that he brought. His soft small hand clenched the ear of the brown teddy bear, he pouted and with a shaking body, he approached his mother.

Goodbye. ****

ACE "Hey," I caught Miranda by her wrists, the pads of my thumbs tracing over her thrumming pulse points, "you need to breathe, baby. Take in a deep breath for me." Her sky blue eyes held my hazel ones as she inhaled deeply through her nose, chest inflating with air and round tits pressing against the bodice of her dress.

Dear Annie, I don't care anymore. Leo just... warms my heart and makes me feel important. And maybe I am just being stupid again by trusting him but I can't help it. He's easy to trust. So, I'm going to stop overthinking it and just let myself be... friends with him, I guess. No more over analyzing or over thinking. I'm just going to trust. - Annie Leo smiled as he read the note for the third time, not being able to control his chest feeling warm as he was seeing that Annie was opening up a little bit.

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Its leave-less branches is bent in a way that provides some kind of shade on a big hole in the ground. I squint my eyes to help clear my vision and move slowly towards the hole and that's when I see it too. ********************************

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All I could do was apologise and promise to do better next time. “Yeah. I know. It was my fault entirely. I messed up.” I scratched the tip of my ear. “I’ll do better next time.” “No, you don’t have to tell me that…” He looked unsure about what to say. “Are you okay?” “Yes. Don’t worry, Yamato-san. I’m okay. A little down but… that’s natural after all this.” “T-That’s true.” Awkward. “I’ve… gotten my hours in for today anyway so I’m just going to head home now. I’ll see you tomorrow.”