Finished Folds (1—4)
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6"I'm full you idiot." I slurred. "And I prefer apple!" The man beside me took a swing at my jaw, I ducked and my stool tipped backwards. I hit the floor with a thud.
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5I sat, absentmindedly stirring my cereal with my spoon. Ripples moved across the surface of the milk, I stopped stirring and it kept rippling. The table was shaking, they were here
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3nice suit on the person, along with a lovely head of hair and pretty blue eyes. Suddenly it bit him.
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3me right in the face. "What the?!" I yelp, and try to stand up quickly but end up knocking my chair over in the process.