The guy told Anna he could not get to sleep after having so much fun before and wanted to talk a bit more with someone. But since all the other guys had slept, he thought he could get to chat with her. And it just so happened that she was awake. Without anything else to do, Anna "happily" started a chit-chat with the guy. He talked about his favorite things, trips to the beach, family, blah, blah. Anna was not having any of that. She knew the guy was trying to hit on her and probably more. But soon she saw something special with him. A glass bottle of beer. Really... expensive beer…
Entry #39:
Upon entering the apartment, Mariella told the being to wait on the couch. That was it! The chance was there! A perfect kill waiting to happen! Kill it! She screamed, internally. Do not! She cried, internally. The thing waited.
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Entry #134:
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What? What do you want me to say? Ooohhh, end of story!! What did you think of it!?! But... I... have no fucking idea what to do. I... kinda hate this story? Like... it is just too long, I would say. And the story itself is... ugh... I have never felt more uncomfortable writing something in my life. I guess I have to deal with the consequences of knowing how to write shit. Well, this story was utter crap, right? Sorry that you had to endure that terrible writing. I know I suck at this. Uh... do I really need to write more...? Okay... I guess I did a bit better than before. This does not mean I am good. Just that I got better. My skills went from absolutely terrible to just terrible.