“You’re such an a**hole. Why are you like this? Why are you always like this?”
It had been almost 47 minutes since Guy had insulted her. She knew because she was looking at her phone at the time, trying to ignore him until he stopped talking. And with that last remark, he did indeed stop, impatiently waited for a reaction from her for a moment, didn’t get one and left in a huff like a grumpy teenager.
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Most people would wonder what that sound was. It’s nothing like you’ve heard before. The mix of scratching, screaming and thumping all playing in harmony, muffled by 5 feet of dirt and a soft padded, wooden underground cell. The discord of dying.
What a beautiful sound!
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“Cat! Cat!”
Matt looked out of the window of his flat and saw his neighbour shouting in the park across the road. They hadn’t really ever spoken and when he’d bumped into her in the lobby, her attitude was frosty at best. He closed his curtain, sat down on his sagging sofa and turned up the volume on the TV.
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I’ve wondered this for a while now, why the hell am I doing this? Why am I doing this STILL? What is the actual point? I don’t know the answer but I’m certainly not doing it for the views!
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S: Good morning Mrs Sullivan.
G: Please call me Gloria.
S: Then, please call me Selena.
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Finding out that my daughter had died was the worst moment of my life. Finding out how was the beginning of the end.
The trial was quick. They always were these days. The evidence was overwhelming. He was unrepentant. Retribution was the punishment. As it was my right and duty, I chose to enact it.
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“This world is cold, dark and cruel and our mere presence in it only makes it worse. In this presentation, I intend to…”
“Excuse me Selena, if this is another attempt to speak negatively about Retribution, this is really not the forum.”
“But we were asked to talk about something we’re passionate about.”
The teacher shook her head disapprovingly.
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“Brexit is so…”
“Tragic.” “Sexy.”
Sexy! Really?! The date wasn’t going well and then he made that comment. Normally, if someone says something just downright weird, I let it go because I honestly don’t need to go down that rabbit hole with them. But Brexit…sexy? I couldn’t help myself.
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“When I come back, I want you gone.”
She stared at him, dead in his eyes. Rae could see that Toby wanted to say something but she also knew how and when to intimidate him. She was using her power to full effect right now. She saw his body shrink, without even moving, he seemed smaller.
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Scott was posing for a picture when she got to the party. He was doing his best casual-for-Instagram pose, his serious eyes staring off into the distance but being completely aware of his surroundings. His natural confidence shone through.
However, he was so aware that even through his intense concentration he noticed and recognised Rae from the fuzzy silhouette that had appeared in a far off doorway, just about in his eyeline. He broke character and smiled at her, she smiled back as she headed to the kitchen to get a drink. The photographer reprimanded him for losing focus.
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