“Yeah, I’m sorry we didn’t get many people, we had fun though, right?” Toru says over the phone. This was the seventeenth time I’ve tried to do something with my friends in two years, whether it be a holiday party, a bar crawl, laser tag, game night, high school band reunion, or whatever else I could come up with. Every time, though, hardly anyone shows up. Back in high school we all used to be inseparable, all twenty of us. I get that everyone has other things to d

“Yup! Just gonna check the constellations. That’s it. So can I see the book now?” Stolas looks at me with apprehension, but hands me the grimoire anyway. “Charlotte, please be careful with it. I don’t want anything else to happen to you because of my spells.” I nod and mumble acceptance before nearly sprinting away with the mystical blue and gold book. I toss it onto my bed and begin flipping through the spells section, looking for the one I need. Shapeshiftin

“I don’t remember much between crawling up Charlie’s slit and sliding out. I was asleep for most of it, I think. But however it happened, I’m here now, and I’m fine, so I guess it all worked out.”

Angel throws his hands up in anger. “Well that’s not very erotic! How about... Oh! Once the lead arrives in the other actor’s womb, it turns into some kind of dreamscape with a bunch of

I remember when all my

friends

considered me the dork

of the class

.

‘

Ochako Uraraka, the adorable girl with a crush on Izuku

’. and

I remember it bothered me. I was more than that! I liked poetr

Operation Pepto-Bismol

!



“There you are, Mina. We agreed to meet here twenty minutes ago!” “sorry, sorry! I was busy helping cats out of trees and stuff!” Okay, maybe in the two years since I’ve graduated I haven’t really improved my lying, but as All-might used to say

; ‘It’s the effort that counts, Mina. Those were just tra

As Adam’s lifeless body collapses to the ground, I see his second in command, Lute, emerge from the rubble of the hotel. She is badly beaten, with

her right hand missing and golden blood oozing from the stump. Despite this, she’s smiling

.

That is, until she sees the corpse of her leader/lover. She runs over to him, screaming, but it’s too late.

“You seem like a great fit for our company

…” those words immediately deflated my hope. They were the same words I’d heard the last six times I’ve tried to apply for a job, and they were always followed by a feigned-disappointed “but-”. I was this close to stepping off of my chair and leaving, had it not been for how unusually attractive I found the interviewer. Of course, me being a tiny and her being

I

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s a friday afternoon. I

’m

tired after working myself to the bone for one of my classes that I'

ve

been struggling in. however, it

’l

l all be made worth it when my girlfriend