FloatingHigh

Crazy Magic

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Ugh, are you kidding me? 

Patrick shook his head, and frowned. 

What, do you want to have sex with them?

He rolled over, and sighed.

We're done, freak, done.

Patrick sat up, growling. He couldn't get the conversation with Lizzie out of his head. He'd tried to share his secret with her, hoping they could bring it into the bedroom. To be fair, she'd told him he wanted him to wear his leather jacket to bed...

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Average: 3.3 (8 votes)

Stress Inflating

Brooke was bored. No no, not just bored, sad. She’d just broken up with her longtime boyfriend, and she was feeling the pain. They had been through everything together, traveled all over the world and back, and now this. She had caught him cheating on her with another woman, but not just any other woman, her best friend.

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Average: 3.3 (6 votes)

Spell, The

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Nathan was miserable. He was living alone, in a one bedroom apartment, unable to sleep, unable to think, unable to just  do something. He had a job he hated, he could never keep a relationship for very long, and to top it off, he was slowly slipping into a depression. If things didn't turn around... he didn't know what would happen.
 
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Average: 3 (5 votes)

Victor's Demise

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Victor always knew he was hot, possibly even gorgeous. He had a strong shaped jaw, slicked back hair, and golden brown skin. His gym workouts payed off in the form of a six pack that drove the ladies wild. He should know, he'd dated plenty of them. Missy, Laura, Jenette, Paula, just to name a few. The flavor at the moment was Stephanie, a ditsy blond with a killer rack. She was the leader of the cheerleading squad, the yearbook club , and the Girl's choir, and showed it all of with pride. Victor loved to see her bouncing towards him, her chest heaving up and down. 

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Average: 3.5 (6 votes)

Annie's Inflation 1 - Suit

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Annie giggled as she ran up the stairs to her attic bedroom, the flat package that had just arrived tucked under her arm. Unable to contain her excitement, he closed the door behind her, and tossed the box onto her bed, before running to her closet and pulling out a tall helium tank. She was able to acquire this prized possession from her party shop job. The pay was crap and her boss was an ass, but she didn't care. She was able to be surrounded by the one thing she loved most: Balloons. 

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Average: 3.8 (8 votes)

Professional, The

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"N…NO! Don't do this!" screamed Michele "I'm too big!"

"Exactly, you'll join my collection!" said a man, standing next to an air compressor

Michele let out a grown, then…

BANG!

Shards of her rained down from the heavens as the man reached up, and grabbed a big shard from the air.

"To join the collection," he said

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Marissa put down the obituaries from that day, sighing from seeing her best friend, Michele, had died.

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Average: 2.1 (9 votes)
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