Hello, My Name Is: Death
Volume Five
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[FIVE]
THE seguinte MORNING, Jerek woke me up with a light kiss to the cheek. I never was a deep sleeper, and the slightest sounds would wake me up. But, lately it seems, that I've been sleeping mais deeply then I ever have before. It was already noon, and I wasn't surprised everyone slept that long. In fact, half of the other people here were still sleeping. I ate lunch with Jerek and Tabra in Jerek's room, while Jerek told Tabra and I the story of what happened the night of the Final Fight. We listened intently. Then, he was finished.
"Wow," Tabra said, and in a way he looked disgusted.
"Exactly." Jerek said, and took a bite of his salami sandwhich.
"Whoa. Who would of thought that Haus - himself - kidnapped you himself instead of sending a lacky after you."
"I was just as surprised to see him slither into the window last night, instead of one of his men. I was surprised no one heard our little fight down in the secret basement since we quarreled a bit."
Quarreled. What a weird, and very old, word to use. I almost laughed, but bit my tongue to make sure I didn't. It could be taken as rude.
"Well, we're glad you're back!" I said with a smile.
"Thanks." We started talking about aleatório things after that while still eating lunch.
And before we knew it, it was already five p.m.
Tabra left our room at 5:30 p.m., and I was glad since I wanted time alone with Jerek.
Which is what I got...around ten later that night.
"So," I said, leaning against the sink as Jerek brushed his teeth. "Is this our happy ending?"
"What?" He asked, spit, and rinsed out his mouth.
"Are we gonna' live our life in happiness for the rest of our lives without any new danger? Or, is there something much darker then Haus right around the corner?"
"What makes you say something like that?" He asked, shedding his camisa as we crawled into bed.
I sighed. "Well, every book you read - every movie you see - about Good Guys VS. Bad Guys, and the Good Guys winning, there is always mais evil around the corner unless it is a bad seller and flops to the ground." I explained and he laughed.
"Do you want there to be mais evil?" He asked me.
"No. But, I do want adventure. Something...fun, but nothing romantic. Like, I like romantic, I want romantic, but nothing like buying me an island and naming it after me, I - I am shutting up now." I dug my grave so deep, I forgot the ladder and have to stay down here forever, if you get what I mean.
"I understand." He said. "You want romanctic adventure, but nothing like dates every week and me buying flores right?" He looked at me, leaning up against both of his elbows from the bed.
"Yes." I said, and he smiled.
"Good. I think flores are too gooey-schmooey." I sighed in relief.
"Now, I feel better." I pulled him onto his back as he started sitting up and kissed him.
"We'll talk mais about this whole 'adventure' apresentação, show, gig tomorrow morning over breakfast okay?" He said, turning out the lights.
"Yes," I laid my head on his chest, and wrapped an arm around his waist. "Goodnight."
"Night."
And then, we were among the sleeping again.
Today went por fast, or so it seemed.
Volume Five
BuffyFaithfan1
_______________________________
[FIVE]
THE seguinte MORNING, Jerek woke me up with a light kiss to the cheek. I never was a deep sleeper, and the slightest sounds would wake me up. But, lately it seems, that I've been sleeping mais deeply then I ever have before. It was already noon, and I wasn't surprised everyone slept that long. In fact, half of the other people here were still sleeping. I ate lunch with Jerek and Tabra in Jerek's room, while Jerek told Tabra and I the story of what happened the night of the Final Fight. We listened intently. Then, he was finished.
"Wow," Tabra said, and in a way he looked disgusted.
"Exactly." Jerek said, and took a bite of his salami sandwhich.
"Whoa. Who would of thought that Haus - himself - kidnapped you himself instead of sending a lacky after you."
"I was just as surprised to see him slither into the window last night, instead of one of his men. I was surprised no one heard our little fight down in the secret basement since we quarreled a bit."
Quarreled. What a weird, and very old, word to use. I almost laughed, but bit my tongue to make sure I didn't. It could be taken as rude.
"Well, we're glad you're back!" I said with a smile.
"Thanks." We started talking about aleatório things after that while still eating lunch.
And before we knew it, it was already five p.m.
Tabra left our room at 5:30 p.m., and I was glad since I wanted time alone with Jerek.
Which is what I got...around ten later that night.
"So," I said, leaning against the sink as Jerek brushed his teeth. "Is this our happy ending?"
"What?" He asked, spit, and rinsed out his mouth.
"Are we gonna' live our life in happiness for the rest of our lives without any new danger? Or, is there something much darker then Haus right around the corner?"
"What makes you say something like that?" He asked, shedding his camisa as we crawled into bed.
I sighed. "Well, every book you read - every movie you see - about Good Guys VS. Bad Guys, and the Good Guys winning, there is always mais evil around the corner unless it is a bad seller and flops to the ground." I explained and he laughed.
"Do you want there to be mais evil?" He asked me.
"No. But, I do want adventure. Something...fun, but nothing romantic. Like, I like romantic, I want romantic, but nothing like buying me an island and naming it after me, I - I am shutting up now." I dug my grave so deep, I forgot the ladder and have to stay down here forever, if you get what I mean.
"I understand." He said. "You want romanctic adventure, but nothing like dates every week and me buying flores right?" He looked at me, leaning up against both of his elbows from the bed.
"Yes." I said, and he smiled.
"Good. I think flores are too gooey-schmooey." I sighed in relief.
"Now, I feel better." I pulled him onto his back as he started sitting up and kissed him.
"We'll talk mais about this whole 'adventure' apresentação, show, gig tomorrow morning over breakfast okay?" He said, turning out the lights.
"Yes," I laid my head on his chest, and wrapped an arm around his waist. "Goodnight."
"Night."
And then, we were among the sleeping again.
Today went por fast, or so it seemed.
Today, The Twilight Saga: New Moon and The Twilight Saga: Eclipse estrela Tinsel Korey will be speaking to the youth before the Aboriginal Youth Night hockey game. The event is sponsored por True North Sports and Entertainment and the Manitobe Moose Hockey Club, and tonight's events will be called "Follow Your Dreams." According to a recent press release, "the concept is fairly simple in nature, the goals are to encourage First Nations Youth from around Manitoba to pursue their dreams through healthy living and a very specific focus on suicide prevention, due to the high suicide rate amongst First Nations youth." 2,500 are expected to attend from the 63 First Nations communities around Manitoba, and "Ti
Rob talks to the Daily Record about everything from his Bel Ami shoot ( when you read the artigo you just know that the Uma Thurman quote is destined to be requoted and rehashed out-of-context for the seguinte year), to his loss of privacy, to Breaking Dawn.
“He is also set to estrela in the final Twlight film based on the books Breaking Dawn, which may be broken into two films, due to the number of books.
He admits to mixed emotions about the end of the saga.
He said: “”It will be strange but it will be great just to be able to know what I’m doing. Not knowing when Breaking Dawn is going to shoot – because it changes all the time – is a kind of burden, to have this thing where you don’t know when it’s going to happen.
“So you’ve got to organise everything in your life around that and that can be difficult.”