Inhale escapism. Exhale reality.
“Rum and coke, please” she tells the bartender and slides onto a bar stool. He asks for her ID, which she gives him. He raises an eyebrow at her, questioningly, earning an eye roll from her in response. “Yes, that’s me. Different time in my life,” she answers his unasked question. She drums her fingers […]
Read MoreWell, I did it. I decided to conquer one of my biggest fears and post up my first scene. Not the first I ever wrote, but one of the first ones. Please be kind when reading. Being potentially judged on creativity is a pill I’m still trying to swallow. I actually wasn’t going to post […]
Read MoreShe walks down the empty hallway in search of a quiet and cool place to get head together and stops in front of a set of old, French double doors. Hesitating, she pushes them open, revealing a steel and narrow walkway that opens up to a small balcony. She walks onto it, tentatively, fearing what? […]
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as told by jaylee 