

I Don't Do Crowds Samantha Jones did not do crowds. She pressed one hand against the sticky counter for balance and pulled it away just as fast. She needed to wash her hands now and pigs would fly before she used the bathroom here. It probably hadnt been cleaned since before she was born.I Don't Do Crowds
She clenched her fists then flexed her palms against her jeans, taking slow, deep breaths.
The people kept coming in, swarming the bar like ants. Sam felt them pressing in around her, their hot breath and sweaty hands holding out crumpled dollar bills to t
Walking

Fall It was 12 am, a lot later than Ben had intended on staying out. He hoped Kate was asleep by now. Though, he thought as he unlocked the door, it was worth it. He smiled, pressing his fingers to his lips as memories of the past few hours drifted through his mind. The front door snapped open with a click and Ben winced at the echo. Kate was a light sleeper. He eased the door shut behind him. There was enough moonlight illuminating the room that Ben didnt have to trip over the coffee table like last time. He slipped out of his work shoes and tiptoed upstairs. &nbsFall
| Aspiring librarian/archivist/crazy cat lady/writer/photographer/person |
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Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn.
I keep finding new people here...like a scavenger hunt! Of people!
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I'm not going to ask you to visit my gallery.
It's not my style.
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~Nobodys Little Weasel~
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+Steampunk Victorian Historian+
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yours truly...
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"Life in a box is better than no life at all."--Rosencrantz
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~Nobodys Little Weasel~
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"Life in a box is better than no life at all."--Rosencrantz
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Just call me Litwolf. I hate the numbers in my name
~*~ No Power In The 'Verse Can Stop Me ~*~
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