Hi. Okay, I KNOW that I should be working on updates. I do know that. But my inspiration for my stories is pretty much obsolete at the moment. But last night, I wrote my first drabble. And then another, and then well, I kind of couldn't stop writing them. So I know it's not much, but it's something, right? And hopefully, after I get back into writing, the stories will come back. Let's hope. :) Until then, I have my 100-word drabbles. I'll probably post about once a day, especially if I keep getting ideas like I am now. :)
She's Brunette
She's brunette.
He's sleeping with a brunette- like Ava. The girl is never blonde- like me. Olivia and Addison were both redheads. I've never seen him with a blonde. It shouldn't hurt, but it does. Because he's Alex, and I'm Izzie. I said he was a good guy. I messed up,and now he's sleeping with a brunette.
She's loud- a screamer. I hate screamers. She should be muzzled. He should be slapped. I'd said he was a good guy.
I lied. He hadn't changed at all. He wasn't a good guy. Denny was a good guy, and Denny died.