hypocorismA Chapter by freelancejouster
my alarm blares and flashes a violent red, blinking and blasting, like someone's in trouble, though Lassie's nowhere to be found.
i blearily reach for it, but a small, smooth hand reaches it first, surprising me.
she rubs her eyes, and with a sheepish smile, asks me if she should leave so i can get ready.
i open my mouth, but a furtive scramble through my mind reveals a coquettish laugh, a tie-dyed dress, and a small scar on her lower back,
her name has escaped me.
but, i am incredibly sly, and so, "i think that would be best, cupcake."
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Added on February 24, 2011Last Updated on February 26, 2011 Tags: sleeping, night, forgetting, morning after, humor AuthorfreelancejousterWIAbouti'm a muppet with his secrets revealed. i'm a lost teenager. i'm a rugged adventurer. I'm a bumbling novice. i'm an awkward intellectual. i'm a tear-stained lover. i'm a starving artist. i'm an.. more..Writing
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