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• Confessions Follow the Greeting

  by RunningWithScissors 4 months ago

  I wanted to join her in the little poetic make-shift couch. With a tilt of my head and a nervous jazz snap I replied, “Traffi…

• Oliver's Odds

  by Never Explain 4 months ago

  Oliver was holding in his hand a Calico M950 9mm pistol with a 50 round magazine. One bullet, if placed correctly, can kill a…

• Oliver's Announcement

  by Never Explain 5 months ago

  Oliver turned his back to the crowd and looked through the large bus windshield as the police sirens died down. A warning sta…

• ThePickupTruck

  by RunningWithScissors 5 months ago

  I had my classis black Ray-Bans perched loftily atop my head. My hair was a bird’s nest bun and my erratic bangs felt slightl…

• Oliver Surrounded

  by Never Explain 5 months ago

  There was a collective gasp and spatter of murmurs in the bus that seemed to breath the life into Oliver.

  In his adrenaline …

• Oliver Hijacker

  by Never Explain 5 months ago

  Oliver tried to blend in with the other members of the cold-and-complaining congregation at the bus stop, but he seemed to st…

• Oliver Escape

  by Never Explain 5 months ago

  Almost taking the blood spattered on his oxford shirt as a matter of fashion, Oliver strode down the hall at a brisk pace.

  ”...

• Oliver Interrogation

  by Never Explain 5 months ago

• Oliver

  by Never Explain 5 months ago

  “I’d like to tell you something.” Oliver paced. “You want you know what it is?”

  The prisoner stayed silent, seemingly mainta…

• It's Always New York City...

  by NightMaiden 8 months ago

  A girl walked through the narrow streets of New York, squeezing her way through the unimaginable masses that were packed shou…