tis weird
sorry
“Mama!” [name_f]Naiara[/name_f] suddenly cried, her voice jumping an octave. Her eyes darted to me, as though asking if I’d understood what the woman just asked. [name_u]Truth[/name_u] be told, I was still wondering what a bed had anything to do with the situation and hadn’t heard their latest exchange.
Next word: late
It really was much too late to go off gallivanting around in the snow with her fiancé.
Next: around
[name_u]Perry[/name_u] looked around frantically until her eyes rested on a napkin. “Umm…here.” she stammered, grabbing it and handing it to the crying girl.
next word: stammered
Great word! I wasn’t sure I had this one… but I did. Cool beans!
“H-he’s a strong guy.” stammered [name_m]Sergei[/name_m]. “A-at least he looks strong, I mean.”
Next word: strong
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A gust of wind blew, strong enough to send [name_m]Zac[/name_m]’s dreads bouncing off his shoulders. I spat out a chunk of my own hair and wiped it haphazardly from my face. This didn’t help its current wild, tangled, and unbrushed state.
Next: hair
[name_u]Hali[/name_u] wondered to herself, as she sat on a bench facing the vanity mirror, brushing a few stubborn knots from her mass of fiery hair.
Next word: mirror
I catch a glimpse of myself in the lone mirror, half covered by a dusty tarp, as I exit the cramped closet: The coatsleeves hang over my hands, the hairnet makes me look more like a hotel chef than a lab worker, and by the time I turn away to leave, my goggles are already fogging up. Oh God, I think to myself. I’m gonna die here.
Next word: goggles
“What’s her name?”
“[name_f]Marissa[/name_f] [name_m]Clifford[/name_m].”
[name_m]Kian[/name_m] furrowed his brow and stopped typing.
“She’s tall,” [name_u]Winslow[/name_u] continued. “Super long brown hair, thick glasses that kinda look like goggles. Wears red lipstick a lot.”
Next word: stop
The [name_u]December[/name_u] night was steadily growing colder and [name_m]Xavier[/name_m] stopped to blow into his gloved hands, repeatedly rubbing them together until he felt, at least, a little warmer.
next: together
“Come on, pull yourself together,” [name_u]Jess[/name_u] muttered to herself, leaning against the heavy steel door and pushing her hair out of her eyes.
next word: eyes
Blinking heavily, [name_u]Hali[/name_u] soon realized she could hardly peel her eyelids open.
next: open
“This place seems like it’s the appropriate level of sketchy,” he said as they walked around the outside. “Are you sure it’s even open?”
Next: even
[name_m]Even[/name_m] [name_f]Vi[/name_f] was restless, pacing around in the kitchen and stopping only to pour another cup of coffee.
Next word: pour
[name_u]Sam[/name_u] sighed heavily and poured himself another snifter full. He was imbibing far too many glasses of brandy, but at this current moment in time, he couldn’t care less.
next: moment
With a moment to breathe at last, I spat out a strand of hair that had been caught in my mouth throughout the whole ordeal.
Next: breathe
“…the [name_f]Tea[/name_f]-totaler, as I live and breathe. Your dishwater personality precedes you.”
next word: you
The boy smirked. “Done what, looked at you?” He ran a hand through his short black curls and met my gaze with a playful twinkle in his gray eyes. “Scared me.” I answered, annoyed, but smiling all the same.
next word: bathroom/restroom
“That one’s all in the eyes,” I said, pointing to my face. “They’d have this sort of revenge-glint to them. It’s similar to how you look when you really have to use the bathroom but there’s this extra tint in there…”
[name_f]Ksenia[/name_f] shifted her weight. “I didn’t look into his eyes, [name_f]Petra[/name_f].”
Next word: weight
I sighed, and carefully freed her foot from under the old root. I performed a quick check on the child’s ankle. Luckily, there appeared to be no broken bones, but the bruising was rather substantial. Helping the child to her feet, I asked, “[name_m]Can[/name_m] you hold your own weight?”
Next: quick