Sharkey parked his sedan and tossed his hat on the seat before closing his car door. It was already 4:30, so he was half an hour late meeting up with Jensen and Schitt, but he’d sent them a text saying he was running behind. 387 more words
Tags » Talking Dogs
So, there’s a good chance I am a fucking 14 year old girl. Jesus.
I think I hallucinated. Always wanted to. However, I wanted something cool. 440 more words
The overhead light had been torn from the ceiling during the incident, so the first team in the room had grabbed a pair of halogen flood lamps, which were too bright for the small space, while simultaneously creating huge swathes of deep shadow. 528 more words