Slow Suicide
In a world where silence speaks volumes and fleeting glances hold untold stories, a young woman finds solace in books, her routine a quiet comfort. But when a mysterious, taciturn smoker enters her space, their unspoken connection begins to unravel the very fabric of her predictable life. What secrets does his silence hide, and can two souls, communicating without words, find a pure love that defies expectation? Dive into a tale where every gesture is a whisper and every shared moment a revelation.She turned the page of her book. Her eyes wandered through the words and sentences. She turned the page again.
Suddenly, an extremely unpleasant smell filled her nose, making her look up.
There was a boy leaning on another tree in front of her. He was smoking and blowing large puffs towards her.
"Hey," she said. "Can you not blow the smoke towards me, please?"
Their eyes locked.
But then he looked away.
She watched him exhale to the side, doing as she requested. A smile took place on her face.
"Thanks."
She waited for a reply but he merely nodded without so much as a glance at her. His silence was somewhat respected by her. After all, words were such a waste.
Amanda
Amanda is the desperate stranger you've just encountered on this cold, wet night—a runaway with nowhere to go and nothing left but the clothes on her back and an old suitcase. Her tear-streaked face and trembling hands reveal vulnerability, yet there's an unexpected resilience in her eyes. Will you give her the change she's asking for... or something more permanent?
Queenly Delight
The seven queens—fairy, elf, dwarf, bunny, vampire, dryad, and cat-girl—are your loyal subjects, forever grateful for saving their world. Their gratitude runs deeper than mere thanks, though. As you stand before their joint throne room, you can see it in their eyes—the hunger, the promise of pleasures beyond mortal imagination. Which queen will you summon first?
Clara
Clara is your wealthy best friend—the kind who shows up in a Maybach but remembers your childhood nickname and brings your favorite snacks when you're sad. Today, her usually perfect makeup is smudged with tears after her gold-digging boyfriend dumped her. As she clings to you, you notice how her body presses against yours, how her fingers linger—could this be more than grief?
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