Waiting Quotes Funny Novels & Stories

I took a table, and sat down to wait for them. I was slightly nervous, but it was an open, crowded place, so I knew I would be safe. By 11:30 am, my mystery mailer hadn’t arrived. I was beginning to think it was a prank, when I heard, “Sorry to keep you waiting, sweetheart.” I looked up and my eyes widened. “You?”

Valencia's began tapping the screen with haste, typing the words that came into her mind without a second thought. ‘No, Unfortunately, I have to wait 3 months for the re-stock and I don’t have enough time to wait for it. News? can't you just tell it now?’ she tapped the arrow pointing upward, sending her official message to Cherry. She placed her phone back on the desk and turns her back to walk around her bed on the right side where the vanity table is placed.

The man who entered few seconds ago asked the others in Spanish. Detroit? They were leaving? Then where on earth is Wesley and Vlad? "Paciencia, paciencia, Luke, sabes que tenemos que esperar nuestro paquete. (Patience, patience, Luke, you know we have to wait for our package.)" Package? What fucking package? I was losing my patience. Wesley was nowhere to be found.

What’s one more hang out going to do? I wait a few minutes to reply. Make him sweat. Theo (12:45 a.m): Do you have anything in mind?

When the waiter came,he discussed something with him. "0kay,Sir.Your job will be done."The waiter assured him with a positive smile . Abhinav nodded ,a huge smile on his face too. Amaira staring outside through the window while waiting for Abhinav. All of a sudden,all the lights became dim ,music changed into a romantic one.Amaira got astonished at sudden changed of environment and gazed around with amusement. Just then she heard a familiar voice on the mike. "People say'Waiting is a waste of time.Sometime it's not a waste of time , especially if the thing you're waiting for is worth it."the voice said.

" Tu bawla ho gaya hai kya? Is main hansne ki kya baat hai?? ( Have you gone mad... What is so funny in it??) " " Kuchch nahin maa. Aap tenon shopping per jana per mujhe mat kahna... ( Nothing mom, All three of you go for shopping just don't tell me to accompany you. )" " Kyon?? Tujhe shaadi karni hai ya nahin?? Chupchap subah taiyar ho jana. Hamain shopping karna hai. ( why?? Do you want to get married or not? No arguments!! Be ready in the morning to go for shopping.)"

That night, everyone waited until midnight. "Um… my payout hasn't come in yet. Has anyone else gotten theirs?" Bernice sent the voice message in the group chat right on the dot, her voice trembling. There was a three-second silence in the group chat, and then all hell broke loose.

Waiting for the next take. Forever.

Third Person POV At the Smith Group's charity banquet, Jason held Susan's hand and stood under the spotlight, basking in flattery. Suddenly, the screen went black, and a statement appeared on a red background. It was a divorce notice—Charlotte's request to formally sever all ties, issued through her lawyer. Next, a clear ultrasound scan was shown, accompanied by an audio recording. "Take her blood. She's tough, so she won't die from donating some blood." Jason's cold voice echoed through the speakers to every corner of the banquet hall.

[Annie, sorry to bug you again! I bought a box of cherries. Can I leave it with you for a bit?] [Annie, my mom sent some Milano cookies. They're super fragile. Can you set them aside for me? Thanks!] My phone wouldn't stop buzzing. Every message in the pickup station group chat was asking me to hold somebody's package. I logged the new deliveries while replying with quick "Got it" messages. Then Mrs. Warner from Unit 401 sent a voice message, sounding genuinely grateful.