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recessional
Send me a pairing and a line of dialogue and I’ll write you something (“pairing” can also be “ensemble” or “set of friends” or whatever) Stumping the writer is probably not a good idea. 😛
“Wait right there, don’t move!”
“That’s a good look for you.”
“Could you repeat that?”
“Hey, have you seen the…? Oh.”
“Everything’s going to be fine.”
“This isn’t exactly what I had in mind.”
“Are you flirting with me?”
“Must be a day ending in y.”
“Stop trying to cheer me up!”
“You want me to do what?”
“It’s never too late.”
“Please stay.”
“If there’s one thing the world needs more of…”
“I’ve got one word for you: sing-along!”
“Are you fucking kidding me?”
“Can we pretend I didn’t just say that?
“That is one hell of a mess.”
“There’s something I’ve been meaning to say…”
“Last time I ask you for a favor!”
“Come on.”
“I need this.”
”Don’t make it into a big deal.”
“You forgot to say the magic word.”
“Where the fuck did that clown come from?”
“I’ll never unsee that.”
“Can I tell you a secret?”
“This one’s on me.”
“I’m lost.”
“Give me a hand.”
“I think you missed your calling.”
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“This one’s on me.” Luke and Doug.
The crowd had all said their congratulations – some of them, Doug was pretty sure, three or four times. And now his new grandmother-in-law was barreling down on them again. All Doug wanted to do was get out of this straightjacket of a suit, pick up Ana, and go back to their hotel room. Was he going to have to spend another hour talking? Luke stepped up next to him and laid a hand on his shoulder. “This one’s on me. Make your break while you can.”
An hour talking would be torture for Doug, wouldn’t it? (Lemon would be pleased for him, she would at least send them a nice gift.)
Yeah, pretty torturous. <.<
“Can I tell you a secret?” Jin and Jimmy.
“Can I tell you a secret?” Junie giggles, because her brother is something very silly. “You can tell me anything, Jin. You’re my brother.” She holds out her pinky. “Pinky swear.” Jin manages only a small smile for his little sister. “I know, kiddo.” He entwines his pinky with hers. “But this is Mom-and-Dad serious.” Junie loses her smile, to. “Okay.”
I think you missed your calling… Space accountant!
Genique leaned over the boy on the table, running a feather down his side as he squirmed helplessly against the restraints. “Easy, easy,” she crooned. “You know you’re going to like this.” The Pit master leaned over her shoulder. “You know, accountant… I think I missed your calling.”