Meme - WIP meme
And this will be the last post of the night, I have to sleep and teach tomorrow and all that jazz... but more procrastination!
Post a single sentence from each WIP you have (or as many as you want to pick). No context, no explanations. No more than one sentence! - I actually have WIPs this time! The last time I did this meme, I was consistent enough to stick with one fic until it was done... tis not the case anymore.
1. “I'm Taisuke,” he told her. “I'm an angel. It's nice to meet you.”
2. He smiled and Yamamoto's stomach did a special little Tsuka-flip.
3. Tamamori hesitated, glancing around at the room around them, at the white, empty walls; and beyond them, at their world crumbling in chaos.
4. [ Music Room 3A ] the sign on the door read and Nikaido tried to think of how he had possibly walked into another music room because there didn't seem to be a single piano in sight; instead, small tables ranged all around, occupied mostly with girls - merry laughter bubbling in the air.
5. Grinning proudly to himself, Hasshi hunkered down on the tree limb, gazing over the horizon.
6. "Steady, Taisuke,” Kitayama hissed fiercely, gripping his hand, as if trying to ground him.
7. “Such is the life of a Junior,” Eda replied, faux-mourning as he ran a finger down his cheek.
8. Kawai patted his back. “You're such a mother hen.”
AN: ...wry do I have so many. ;; Ugh. Need to try and actually finish these stupid fics, ahaha. ;;
Post a single sentence from each WIP you have (or as many as you want to pick). No context, no explanations. No more than one sentence! - I actually have WIPs this time! The last time I did this meme, I was consistent enough to stick with one fic until it was done... tis not the case anymore.
1. “I'm Taisuke,” he told her. “I'm an angel. It's nice to meet you.”
2. He smiled and Yamamoto's stomach did a special little Tsuka-flip.
3. Tamamori hesitated, glancing around at the room around them, at the white, empty walls; and beyond them, at their world crumbling in chaos.
4. [ Music Room 3A ] the sign on the door read and Nikaido tried to think of how he had possibly walked into another music room because there didn't seem to be a single piano in sight; instead, small tables ranged all around, occupied mostly with girls - merry laughter bubbling in the air.
5. Grinning proudly to himself, Hasshi hunkered down on the tree limb, gazing over the horizon.
6. "Steady, Taisuke,” Kitayama hissed fiercely, gripping his hand, as if trying to ground him.
7. “Such is the life of a Junior,” Eda replied, faux-mourning as he ran a finger down his cheek.
8. Kawai patted his back. “You're such a mother hen.”
AN: ...wry do I have so many. ;; Ugh. Need to try and actually finish these stupid fics, ahaha. ;;