This reminds me of two quotes.But don't think that the author's interpretation is the only valid one. If your version is well-reasoned and internally consistent, then why not?
But, I assumed I was possibly overreacting, or that it wouldn't get that bad, as I was in a pessimistic mood at the time and knew it.“Where’s Tetsuo?” one of the shinobi abruptly asked, looking around.
“I don’t know,” another one answered. “Lazy bastard didn’t even help us drag this piece of shit.”
“Idiot!” the first one said, slapping the other on the head. “We’re supposed to be looking for a little girl.”
“Shit!” more than one voice hissed.
The blatant fear in that expletive made my blood run cold as four of the five Shinobi took off running back the way we’d come. Had this Tetsuo creep heard her or something?
I suppose that would do it..... And I'm qouting that. It just sounds awesome.Because you actually have a brain?
...Which is why I'm mainly a loner, as my views tend to either scare the crap out of people or make them want to punch me....Or just get away from me as fast a humanly possible. I't actually rather funny when a 'cool' kid tries to talk to me and the first response I make makes them flee....And did that turn into a ramble?That's an easy way to get someone in a bad mood.
Still...
Before that I had wondered... but that pretty much cinched it for me.“Are you all right?” I asked. Which was a remarkably stupid question, now that I think about it.
“My stomach hurts,” she whispered as she wrapped her arms around her middle.
I ground my teeth. I hoped he had time to scream really loudly. “Look, can you stay here for a minute? You can, er, get cleaned up if you want to, and I’ll get us some clothes.”
She dully looked down at herself. “He cut my shirt. I liked that shirt.”
...and keep my stories from getting removed from ff.net...Ah, plausible deniability. You make the world so much more interesting.
... I have no words to define the shock...Before that I had wondered... but that pretty much cinched it for me.“Are you all right?” I asked. Which was a remarkably stupid question, now that I think about it.
“My stomach hurts,” she whispered as she wrapped her arms around her middle.
I ground my teeth. I hoped he had time to scream really loudly. “Look, can you stay here for a minute? You can, er, get cleaned up if you want to, and I’ll get us some clothes.”
She dully looked down at herself. “He cut my shirt. I liked that shirt.”
I, too, am speechless.... I have no words to define the shock...Before that I had wondered... but that pretty much cinched it for me.“Are you all right?” I asked. Which was a remarkably stupid question, now that I think about it.
“My stomach hurts,” she whispered as she wrapped her arms around her middle.
I ground my teeth. I hoped he had time to scream really loudly. “Look, can you stay here for a minute? You can, er, get cleaned up if you want to, and I’ll get us some clothes.”
She dully looked down at herself. “He cut my shirt. I liked that shirt.”
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