"Midnight on the roof.". That was all her note had said. He smiled to himself as he climbed the stairway up to the small rooftop. Sure he'd been a bit rough with her when he'd cornered her at the party but some girls like it that way. Well she obviously had otherwise she wouldn't have contacted him again. Panting a bit he arrived at the security door and pushed his way through. She was there waiting for him as he had hoped but he wasn't alone. "Have you met my big brothers Mark and Jamie" she said as she slipped by him locking the fire doors behind
I KNEW it. I love the detail about her locking the fire door behind her. It gives you a lot to wonder about her.
Ha ha! You painted a complete, ripping yarn in less than 10 sentences. This is a weird analogy, but your story makes me think of an egg- everything there, everything necessary, perfectly encapsulated in a small space. I like this egg. (Also revenge stories)
haha, that was awesome. can you continue this for me, please? i have to know what happens!
haha, that was awesome. can you continue this for me, please? i have to know what happens!
Midnight on the roof.