Monday, September 14, 2009

Something stupid, short

"Write," Amanda commanded.
"I don't want to," Gus whined.
"Now, write here," she instructed, pointing.
"You'll regret it if you don't," she said, not letting up at all.
Gus turned the radio up, trying in vain to ignore her.
"Okay, write now!" she said, dark eyes glinting dangerously.
"Fine," he growled, and turned right.


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