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Strange Street: DecisionsLab 06: Room 0005: 2 Years to Countdown:Strange Street: Decisions
Here I am.
They've given me a lot to think about.
It'd kill the Captian to see me go but I don't want to be just another constable all my life. I needed to pick. My decision lies where I see things happening. I don't want to stay here, drowning them in sweet talk, making them feel close, but I don't want to push them away. I needed to pick, and I think that I have. I loved the time I spent there and it was fun while it lasted, but this new job, wow.
It gets me excited, ya know? Like, every time I hear about it my heart skips a beat. I just want
by ~FreshFromTheDryer
Happenstance 8-12Chapter 8:Happenstance 8-12
Eric Grunbaum:
The room went silent once again as the confused faces of Zephyr, Adam and Clyde positioned themselves in a manner in which they could share this new bewilderment.
“Adam?” asked Clyde.
She shook her head.
“Zephyr?”
He shrugged.
Clyde hung his head and moaned. It felt like his brain was bleeding. Why him? Why now?
There was a pop as Eric re-appeared.
“-A guy?” said Eric to no one in particular.
“Okay, this is way confusing. What the hell is going on here? W
by ~FreshFromTheDryer
Strange St. : Dome and SteamerUrbania Outskirts: Strange Street: 51st hour of the third day:Strange St. : Dome and Steamer
I froze. She was right outside. I prepared to become a gas, just incase.
Why now?
She was never the kind of person I had understood. But the way she had switched her veiws, to go and hunt her own? No. It was out of character.
Maybe I could confront her?
No.
Well....
Maybe she had retained some of her sexual intrerst in me. I thought it had ended in May when I married Orphea. But she had retained that for a long time before...
Then it made sense.
She had never been
by ~FreshFromTheDryer
Secret 9This was my realization, as I sat staring at the creature, Whose appearance I could not fix. Nothing was perfect,Secret 9
nothing was good enough.
Not for me at least.
I saw the wrinkles
I saw the scars I saw the hair.
I saw my face.
And that was when I realized:
I will never be good enough for myself.
by ~FreshFromTheDryer
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