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^_^; It's weird what the TAKS test can make you write. I actually wrote a
fluffy type story. OMG.
To Live With You
"Duo!" I cringed inwardly upon hearing my girlfriends scornful reprimanding. "Your dirty socks are on the bed again!" Sighing, I placed my cup of lukewarm coffee in the kitchen sink, "Yeah, yeah," I mumbled and turned, walking in the direction of my bedroom. Why couldn't Hilde just accept me for who I am? Sure I have a few bad habits. But who doesn't? I'm not a slob. My rooms clean, carpet is vacuumed, bathroom clean, and I have excellent bodily hygiene, especially with my hair. What is she worried about one pair of socks for? Maybe she thinks they have cooties?
So here I am, leaning against the doorframe leading into my room, looking upon my renegade, white soccer socks, that had some how managed to miff Hilde off. If was so ridiculous of her to be ticked off about this, its not like we share the same room or anything. Sighing once again, I push myself off the wooden door frame, and my hand descends upon the socks, wad them up into a loose ball, and toss them over my shoulder and into the clothes basket. No use complaining on this subject any more. Hilde will learn to accept me for who I am and my little habits.
My eyes wonder over to my chest of drawers, and land fondly upon the small, velvet ring box, and a smile lightly played over my lips. But yet again I'm broken out of my own little world, because of Hide's reprimanding. "Duo! Can't you even wash out your dirty coffee cup, when you place it in the sink?" I laugh lightly to myself. Yes, she will learn, all in due time. Until then, I can put up with some fussing here and there.
//_^ Short and Sweet.
To Live With You
"Duo!" I cringed inwardly upon hearing my girlfriends scornful reprimanding. "Your dirty socks are on the bed again!" Sighing, I placed my cup of lukewarm coffee in the kitchen sink, "Yeah, yeah," I mumbled and turned, walking in the direction of my bedroom. Why couldn't Hilde just accept me for who I am? Sure I have a few bad habits. But who doesn't? I'm not a slob. My rooms clean, carpet is vacuumed, bathroom clean, and I have excellent bodily hygiene, especially with my hair. What is she worried about one pair of socks for? Maybe she thinks they have cooties?
So here I am, leaning against the doorframe leading into my room, looking upon my renegade, white soccer socks, that had some how managed to miff Hilde off. If was so ridiculous of her to be ticked off about this, its not like we share the same room or anything. Sighing once again, I push myself off the wooden door frame, and my hand descends upon the socks, wad them up into a loose ball, and toss them over my shoulder and into the clothes basket. No use complaining on this subject any more. Hilde will learn to accept me for who I am and my little habits.
My eyes wonder over to my chest of drawers, and land fondly upon the small, velvet ring box, and a smile lightly played over my lips. But yet again I'm broken out of my own little world, because of Hide's reprimanding. "Duo! Can't you even wash out your dirty coffee cup, when you place it in the sink?" I laugh lightly to myself. Yes, she will learn, all in due time. Until then, I can put up with some fussing here and there.
//_^ Short and Sweet.