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Week - 165
Of Bluff Cake
by lavamitten | | Description: I stabbed my fork and plucked a fragment off
the cake. Beads of sweat formed on my brow and I elevated it to my mouth. I
could feel Lava's anxious stare looming down on me. I poked the cake into my
mouth and suddenly felt woozy. |
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The Freeloader
by lavamitten | | Description: I moaned and felt around for a pillow before stuffing it over my
ears. There went my brother, Jakalo1, again. It was like this every morning on
the weekends. Typically, he leads a very sad life. Or at least I think so. But
how could it not be sad when his idea of fun is cleaning?! |
| Week - 294
Meaningless
by lavamitten | | Description: Parched and weary, I dragged myself into the city. Many shot me strange looks, but that was to be expected. After all, I was bone thin and covered in scars... |
| Week - 451
Not As Planned
by lavamitten | | Description: Seems like an ad homonym attack to me. *ducks tomatoes* |
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