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His Bed 3
Dr. Cox was long gone by the time JD finally entered the bathroom. He stripped off the very masculine pink bathrobe he'd donned in the other man's absence and turned on the water. It was lucky that he'd fallen asleep early the night before; it may have been even more awkward if he was awake when Dr. Cox took over his bed. Or, even worse, he would ( Read more... ) -
Feeling Fine
Karen was going to kill someone if that phone did not stop ringing.
Glancing over at the clock radio, she groaned when the time 5:17 flashed at her in neon red. The phone rang again and she considered yanking the power cord straight out of the wall. Deciding against it, she reached over and picked it up, managing a groggy, “H’lo?”
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:D First post!
Hey there, people. My first post, and first work posted.
History: I wrote this at UVA last year, when we got to go to a different workshop for one day (I chose fiction). All I remember is that the scene had to take place in a graveyard, and it had to be almost entirely dialogue.
He sat in front of the grave, on top of where the coffin was ( Read more... )