Novel & Cerita Uh Oh Stinky

Inhaling the foul stench of my feces. It was one of those days we where being chased by a boar. Flashback "Hey, how many times do I have to repeat myself before you start listening? You're taking forever with that, and if you don't get done this minute, I'm out ." He'd admitted as he puffed out the fumes of cigarette from his nostrils and mouth. He'd told me it was to kill the stench of my feces. "Oh, really? Try that and see if you wouldn't get decapitated by The Grey Eyed Asshole."

I was fidgeting as I swallowed the huge lump in my throat. It had never been so real. Now I realize the fact that I'm stuck with this man for the rest of my life. I'm Stuck with Oliver. ***************************************Yes

Nothing you do will make me like you, NOTHING ' She had no idea why his words stinks. But they do, and she's going to make him regret saying that.

(Trish’s POV) Room 3-B smelled like expensive cologne and old chalk - too many egos, and not enough air. Following the chaos of the Greenland game, the administration had decided the best solution was to lock all their highest-performing "problems" in one place and call it progress. Senior capstone. One room. No escape.

“What did you buy, Aunt Lindy? Why does it smell so bad?” “It’s stinky tofu!” Lindy exclaimed excitedly. “I found a popular stinky tofu shop that has been going viral online. The stinky tofu that they sell is incredible. They sell the best stinky tofu I’ve ever had. That’s why I bought some for all of you as well. It so happens that everyone in this family is a huge fan of stinky tofu!”

He demanded, looking at me with his nose scrunched up. “What are you trying to say?” I frowned at him, sniffing my armpits to know if I was smelling, but I wasn't. “You stink like a man and more. There's this scent you have that's not human,” Mike explained, standing next to Miles with a frown on his face. “Did you hug someone?”

Or any other non-vampire for that matter. The whole mine reeks of vamps, like a fucking cesspool of eviscerated decomposing body and rotten eggs. And I don’t mean eggs a little yucky and past their time. I mean the kind that explode the grey muck of ghastly stench that poisons your olfactory memory for the rest of your days. It’s fucking revolting. The fuck? Do they just not have noses? How the hell can these vamps live trapped in this stink?

he cutted me off. "But doesn't like you anyway, that hurts Poppy." I groaned, "Stop calling me Poppy, will you?" "I don't want to, I want to call you Poppy. Isn't it cute?" "Cute? It really sounds like puppy and I feel like I am a pet and it also sounds like poop and I feel like I stink." " Ohh," he snapped. " Speaking of stink, you really stink." I smelled my shirt and both of my underarms, " Yah! I am not, I take a bath everyday."

Anything to wade off the toxic scent that was permeating the enclosed space, making her want to puke. “It’s unimaginable how someone like you could be so daft…you are filthy… your breath stinks!” Astra wanted to hurl so much, her stomach churned at how disgusting the whole place stank and how he still managed to stay here. What exactly had happened days after she left this house. The last time she had been here, she had met everywhere neat, knowing Nicholas, he was a neat freak,so when she saw and smelled the pungency of the room, her heart boiled.

I scribble her name on a sticky note and book an Uber. The car slows down as we near a rundown section of the pack. Litter adorns the streets, spilling out of bins, food wraps tossed carelessly, fat maggots crawling around. My nose crinkles, nausea rising up my throat as I open the door; the strong stench of urine, trash, body odours, and filth choking my nostrils.