What Do I Do Novels & Stories

I just couldn’t place my hands on it. What do I do?

A question I don't have the answer to and I'm not sure I can ever answer. What the hell have I just done?

What should I do? Someone please save me.

I have to make a decision. What will it be?

Then I do the one thing I can. I bolt.

"No, I know what to do. Drop me off to the school. Trust me, I know what I'm doing. Well, kind of." Should I or should I not?

It’s the result of his hard work so he guesses he can’t really resent them. He finished his routine, applying one last mask before walking out of the bathroom. A tight head band is on his head, keeping his hair away from his face. He grabbed his phone from the night stand, before sitting at the edge of his bed. He ought to check some emails before going to sleep so he can be prepared for tomorrow. It has been a habit of him ever since he started his business, it eases his anxiety and helps him face the day more prepared.

But I know that I am going to regret this. So what do I do?

Just more slowly. What then do I do?

"I need you to sort the stock market ratings and send it to the fax machine." "Me?" She blinked, her brows creasing. "I believe I don't have water in my mouth" his voice held a hint of annoyance. "Do it before lunch break or you'll work extra hours" "I can do it if she doesn't want to" Becky chimed in, rotating her pen in my mouth. Gorge turned to her and then turned back to Dawn. "You do it. You seem to be the only sane one in this building, excluding me of course"