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[WP] Write the story of a mythological character in a modern setting. | Demi always told me not to go too far down the dirt road. "Lots of people out there aren't bad," she would say. "They mind their own business and don't care what you do with yours. But others poke and pry, and you don't want them to see you."
Demi was my mom, but I never called her that. I was nine before I realized t... | 1 | 0 | 3 | 27,700 |
[WP] Write the story of a mythological character in a modern setting. | If you see him in a crowd, his coat catches your eye. As dark and heavy as the coat seems, he saunters around without breaking a sweat. He's not a big man, so you'd think that confidence is the only thing that allows him to stand up to the oppressive leather with which he covers himself. His head has an impeccable s... | 1 | 0 | 3 | 27,701 |
[WP] A professional athlete who grew up in poverty gets their first big paycheck. | I’ve made it.
The thought crossed my mind as I stared down at the slip of paper in my hand; for that was all it was, paper, and yet the meaning behind it, the dreams, the hopes and the determination were all encapsulated in each of those haloes that formed a zero. I was holding something I’d worked for my entire life, ... | 3 | 0 | 6 | 27,702 |
[WP] A professional athlete who grew up in poverty gets their first big paycheck. | I won my first fight and it was time for my first paycheck, I waited eagerly sitting down in the old run down tenement block. In the distant I could hear the echo of gunfire, machine guns and pistols, roaring from a distant. Then of course, the police sirens. I looked down at my laptop and refreshed the page.
All the ... | 2 | 0 | 6 | 27,703 |
[WP] You're a bookie on his way to collect a debt with two of the Don's finest strong-armed hitmen. | My name is Fred Griffen.I work for one of the biggest crime lords in this city, John Donald. Me and two of his men are on our way to collect money from a old friend of his. More of a formality, being that they are so old. They been friends awhile, but he owes money, so he'll just give it up and hand it over hopefully. ... | 1 | 0 | 4 | 27,704 |
Write a story about two different characters, from two completely different time periods, looking at the moon. | Hello,
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You come back to your room and a single flower is on your bed. A note beside it says: ''A flower is fragile and it might die very soon.'' | Hello,
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[FF] 15 minutes to hide a body and explain the necessity of their death (murder). | It;s my first go at writing in this style, so I hope it's okay!
Alright, listen. I need you to grab his arms, okay. Yeah, just like that, bring him over here, slide his arms under the table like that okay? Okay, good. No one ever comes here, no one owns the place, no one will ever come wandering in to find our little ... | 1 | 0 | 3 | 27,707 |
[IP] Where does the door lead? | *Go ahead, Jerry.*
“This is ridiculous.”
*Just do it, you idiot.*
“I’m about to walk through a doorway; a doorway that simply leads to the other side of the door. How am I the idiot?”
*When have I ever lead you astray?*
“You mean other than the time you said told me it’d be a good idea to ‘just try one hit, only ... | 12 | 0 | 18 | 27,708 |
[IP] Where does the door lead? | "So, what is your decision"?
I gripped my hands and looked hard at the old man searching for some kind of clue. There were two doors, one in front of me and one behind me. I walked up to the one in front, and felt the smooth wood beneath my fingers. It had a pleasant woodsy smell, like a a forest after a rainstorm. I l... | 2 | 0 | 18 | 27,709 |
[IP] Where does the door lead? | I've hiked this mountain a couple of times, it was close to home and I'd always wanted to stay healthy, even as a young man. From a young age I remember that door being there, it just was there in the middle of the foot path, not even on the summit, just a old wooden door that wasn't standing the test of time very well... | 2 | 0 | 18 | 27,710 |
[IP] Where does the door lead? | **Probably NSFW**
Yao cowered under his bed for the fifth time in as may days. His father had come home drunk each night. Tonight was no exception judging by the slam of the door. Tears rolled down the young boy's cheeks as he did his best to stay quiet. His father didn't always hit him, sometimes he touched him, but ... | 1 | 0 | 18 | 27,711 |
[WP] In a world where humans are extinct and have been replaced by robot. One Robot is giving the birds and the bees talk to another. | [deleted] | 6 | 0 | 13 | 27,712 |
[WP] In a world where humans are extinct and have been replaced by robot. One Robot is giving the birds and the bees talk to another. | "As you can observe, the aforementioned topic is one of great significance to your being, as well as the ongoing challenges our society faces."
"Explain to us, this process, most learned one."
"Robots, do not fret. This is a most simple concept. Our existence begins at the production and mining facilities in the u... | 1 | 0 | 13 | 27,713 |
[WP] "At my third birthday party the cake only had two candles." | My Life As an American Adopted By Asian Parents. | 2 | 0 | 1 | 27,714 |
[WP] "At my third birthday party the cake only had two candles." | I knew that all of these silly toys were just a sham to make me develop "healthily." But this, this was pathetic. Ma propped me up in my throne, and presented the monstrosity of a cake. My mouth was watering, and I simply couldn't wait to dig my hands into such a fine desert. But my keen eye caught the ever so slightes... | 1 | 0 | 1 | 27,715 |
[WP] "At my third birthday party the cake only had two candles." | **“At my third birthday party, the cake only had two candles.”**
I wasn’t sure how my first week in therapy would begin. Two weeks until that day, I had a phone interview with my new therapist. Dr. Bennet. He was supposed to be some big-shot, world-renowned psychologist, and it had been three months before I could act... | 1 | 0 | 1 | 27,716 |
[WP] "At my third birthday party the cake only had two candles." | Colorful balloons, streamers and glittering decorations all vied for my attention, glaring and out of place in this new big room. The walls were white, clean not like the old place. The colors don’t hide how empty it is, and bright.
The table is pretty, dark brown and cool to the touch, like the floors, fun to run my ... | 1 | 0 | 1 | 27,717 |
[WP] A group of four or so players are playing a complex game. One of them is cheating. Deceive me who and how. | “All in,” grunted Whitman confidently. His mountain of chips rolled over itself as he shoved its entirety into the pot.
Dorothy Parker folded immediately with palpable ennui and poured herself another brandy. Dickinson eyed Whitman for a moment before folding as well. Whitman was winning by a significant amount, and t... | 0 | 0 | 12 | 27,718 |
[EU] The Little Prince's visits and adventures in planets/places in general not mentioned in the original book. | Okay, this idea actually comes from a Czech forum "nyx", I'll post a translation of a story by the user XCHAOS, which got lots of upvotes there. No OC, just translation, credit goes to him.
> On the next planet the Little Prince visited, there lived the Stoner, a cannabis smoker. The little planet was completely ov... | 1 | 0 | 12 | 27,719 |
[EU] The Little Prince's visits and adventures in planets/places in general not mentioned in the original book. | What is this "Little Prince"? I haven't heard of it, but it sounds interesting. | 2 | 0 | 12 | 27,720 |
[EU] The Little Prince's visits and adventures in planets/places in general not mentioned in the original book. | The Little Prince was relieved to find that the small satellite orbiting Earth was home to a pack of grey-feathered creatures. The dented rock was dark, cold, and desolate on one side, but brighter (though just as cold and desolate) on the other side. On the brighter side, the small winged animals pecked at the hard su... | 2 | 0 | 12 | 27,721 |
[WP] A diplomat in a world where people's lives are measured in words, not in minutes. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 8 | 27,722 |
How does a nice shoe wind up on the side of the interstate? [WP] | ...I've wondered too. And while I'd be happy to write about it, I'd rather just say you could play a game of Child, Drunk, or Dog, and that would answer the story.
though I suppose over-dramatic and vindictive fight could have something to do with it too. | 2 | 0 | 39 | 27,723 |
How does a nice shoe wind up on the side of the interstate? [WP] | I had always been coddled I guess. I don't know if it was the right thing to do in my parents mind, or if they did it for some misguided atonement for their less than happy childhoods. I was born into an upper middle class family. We were by no means "rich", but we could afford nice TV's and new cars every 5 or 6 years... | 9 | 0 | 39 | 27,724 |
How does a nice shoe wind up on the side of the interstate? [WP] | A night to remember, it ended so suddenly, so drastically she left me before the bell tolled for her.
By modern day standards, it was a pretty early night. Most of the bars had just started to fill up with patrons, when my the girl left me wondering. I still held the piece of paper she hastily gave me when she dep... | 7 | 0 | 39 | 27,725 |
How does a nice shoe wind up on the side of the interstate? [WP] | It was love at first sight.
She was beautiful. I couldn't tell you why. She had brown hair and brown eyes, much like any other girl. Her jeans were a little too small and dug into her hips, causing flesh to roll over the top of 'em. The shirt she was wearing didn't suit her at all and yet she was beautiful. It may ha... | 6 | 0 | 39 | 27,726 |
How does a nice shoe wind up on the side of the interstate? [WP] | Joseph drove on the interstate at 100mph.
The dry desert landscape zipped past him in a rhythmic blur. His eyes lazily swayed over the dead-straight road that stretched in front of him, and the almost-imperceptibly growing hulk of a mountain that sat at the end of it.
There, on the side of the road, right down on the... | 2 | 0 | 39 | 27,727 |
How does a nice shoe wind up on the side of the interstate? [WP] | The sound of windshield wipers gets annoying fast. *WhaOMP, whaOMP*. I hate driving and listening to that sound. Actually, I hate driving in the rain; I can never see anything a foot ahead of me. It was raining last night on my way home from a late shift at the hospital and, as I was hunched over the steering wheel of ... | 2 | 0 | 39 | 27,728 |
How does a nice shoe wind up on the side of the interstate? [WP] | [My NSFW take on your prompt.](http://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/20w82s/pi_how_does_a_nice_shoe_wind_up_on_the_side_of/) | 2 | 0 | 39 | 27,729 |
[PM] A prompt is worth 1000 words. | I did this one before but the promptee didn't do it.
>An eccentric billionaire creates a money-gun and shoots pedestrians with it. | 3 | 0 | 6 | 27,730 |
[PM] A prompt is worth 1000 words. | Idea
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*Setting*: **Russia**
*Time period*: **Today**
*Characters*: **Gay Couple, Lesbian Couple**
*Conflict*: **Struggles of life and how the town won't help them in any way.**
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Have fun with it. Make it interesting. This topic can go oh so... | 3 | 0 | 6 | 27,731 |
[PM] A prompt is worth 1000 words. | >Some things you'll do for money, some you'll do for fun, but the things you'll do for love are gonna come back to you one by one | 2 | 0 | 6 | 27,732 |
[PM] A prompt is worth 1000 words. | [Okami - Giving Kushinada A Ride](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gFf5Ac2bEMA) | 2 | 0 | 6 | 27,733 |
[PM] A prompt is worth 1000 words. | You're taken to a club/ concert/ rave by a friend for music you don't like, but meet a girl you do like ~~who turns out to be a 50 foot tall plesiosaur in need of $3.50~~ | 1 | 0 | 6 | 27,734 |
[PM] A prompt is worth 1000 words. | An adorable baby dragon followed you home from the park, and now it's trashing your apartment, but you can't bear to just let go of it. Man, your landlord is gonna have conniptions if he finds out about this. | 2 | 0 | 6 | 27,735 |
[PM] A prompt is worth 1000 words. | This one might not be fair, since it's five songs in one, so you can either pick one of the songs or do an entry on the whole thing. Or none. None is also an option.
[Dream Theater - Octavarium](http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aVdW92FqGk0) | 2 | 0 | 6 | 27,736 |
[PM] A prompt is worth 1000 words. | Describe the best meal you've ever had in your entire life. | 2 | 0 | 6 | 27,737 |
[PM] A prompt is worth 1000 words. | Trying to deal with a noisy neighbor in an apartment building. The neighbor is using huge speakers with massive bass that keeps everyone up, but up until that point (whenever you want) no one has approached the tenant. | 2 | 0 | 6 | 27,738 |
[PM] A prompt is worth 1000 words. | Lets get a story about a world that has banned necromany. A class of fourth graders is on a field trip to a museum and the place has wards making it impossible for necromancers to enter. Little Sue is secretly a necromancer, what does she do? | 2 | 0 | 6 | 27,739 |
[WP] What happened in your dream last night from the perspective of someone else present in that dream. | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 8 | 27,740 |
"Cocaine" Bill Williams [WP] | Hey, Coke!" Mort kicked the couch. "Billy! C'mon man, get up! We gotta roll!" He very nearly shouted, gently slapping Bill's dozing face. "Mmfhh.. Wuh? Eh? What time is it?" Asked Bill, still groggy from his slumber. He looked at his watch. "Thursday! Jesus Mort! Why didn't you wake me? We gotta go meet those goddamn M... | 1 | 0 | 4 | 27,741 |
[WP]: One day, you find yourself uncontrollably jumping into the bodies of other versions of yourself. | "As usual, there's nothing on TV," Aaron sighed as he navigated the guide menu. Having just got home after a double-shift from his catering job, all he wanted to do was lounge around and fall asleep. However, you can't just fall asleep with any old TV show playing in the back ground. Aaron lived by himself. He found ro... | 7 | 0 | 10 | 27,742 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | There were rumors about the war ending, but for us, in that moment, they didn't matter. The war could last another 1000 years for all we cared; we both knew we were gonna be dead in hours.
The war was a lost cause for our side, everyone knew it now, but we were still supposed to attack as scheduled. Those of us left ... | 193 | 0 | 321 | 27,743 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | "I'm dying," he tells me. I ignore him and just watch the smoke drift by like clouds against the blue sky. "I'm dying," he repeats.
"Aren't we all?" He laughs at that. He still has his sense of humour.
"I'm dying a little faster than most," he says. I don't know how to reply. There's a pause.
"Remember that time in... | 135 | 0 | 321 | 27,744 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | I took a drag, and passed it back to him.
He took it with shaking hands, "You know, you don't have to do this."
"Yes I do. You knew what the consequences were when you did the job. It's better for me to do this, than for Carlos to catch you. You know what HE will do to you. At least with his best gun hand gone, it'l... | 14 | 0 | 321 | 27,745 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | It was about 6:30. The sun was just rising. We said we would meet one last time, at our usual spot, the telephone pole where we used to hang out. I was early, but so was he. He offered me a cigarette, I accepted. We looked at each other, unsure of what to say. What could be said anyway? We looked up at the cloud... | 7 | 0 | 321 | 27,746 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | "Jackson.... When does your unit move up to the front?" I breathed quietly. My Best friend.. no my brother shook his head and kicked the blackened ashed soil at his feet.
" Tomorrow, you?"
I took another drag of the cigarette, filling my mouth with hot smoke. "Aye, We leave tomorrow as well."
We didn't say anythi... | 15 | 0 | 321 | 27,747 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | Me and my bud have been bumming Camels off his stepdad since the end of middle school. He got his ass beat a couple of times for stealing, and I got my shit kicked in by my dad the few times he caught me smoking. We both found that discipline in our respective families struck hard, shaping the men we were becoming. Ton... | 47 | 0 | 321 | 27,748 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | Smoke trickles into the air. Jack puffs the cigarette and inhales the fumes, poison sinking into his body. Rick joins him. Their eyes stare into the distance - dead and blank behind the irises.
'You know I need to do this?'
Silence.
Jack takes another puff, sighing on the exhale, bobbing the cigarette up and down ... | 4 | 0 | 321 | 27,749 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | I sit down next to him. Without saying anything, he just hands me the pack.
"Thanks, mate." His reply was the usual noncommittal grunt I was used to by now. I took out my lighter, a gift from him for my 25th birthday. It was hand-engraved and beautiful. He'd always been good with his hands; art was definitely his true... | 7 | 0 | 321 | 27,750 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | "Well. Did we have a good run?"
"You tell me. I met you in here."
"Naw man, I met you in here."
"It doesn't really matter. We met each other right here. Smoking cigarettes. Then fought over whose smoking spot this was."
"Prison is a strange place, isn't it."
"Damn right it is. It's a pity they took away the... | 7 | 0 | 321 | 27,751 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | We were sitting outside of the café gorging on the first sunlight of the year. Yet there was a chill in the air.
"Hey mind if I take one ? " He asked pointing to my pack of cigarettes.
"No of course."
I gave one to him and took one for myself. I wasn't in the best of mood.
"When are you leaving again ? " he ask... | 3 | 0 | 321 | 27,752 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | The drag is full and warm and burns at the surface of his lips. Michael coughs as the dense cloud rushes out of his mouth.
"So you're not fucking with me." he creaks.
"No"
"Damn" he pauses to take another drag. "And she said she loved you?"
"Yeah"
"Damn"
He hesitates then passes their last cigarette.
"What'd y... | 17 | 0 | 321 | 27,753 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | "Does your wife know?"
"Nope."
They stood still for moment, and then a moment too long. Their hearts beat just a little too fast. John took a long and slow puff, while Carl simply let the char creep slowly toward his fingers. John exhaled in a prolonged, billowing sigh.
The sky was a crisp white; the threat of snow ... | 5 | 0 | 321 | 27,754 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | - Damn! I’m all out of ammo. How about you?
- Got three left.
- Shit.
Ok, now we’re done. We made it until here. A storage room. No windows. No escape. Fuck. We bar the door with what we have but we now it won’t stand for long. Already, they are banging at the door, already we hear their slow moaning. Go to hell, bloo... | 4 | 0 | 321 | 27,755 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | I knew I shouldn't have done it. At the time I knew, but kept doing it anyway. It wasn't about him, and to be truthful it wasn't even about her.
"Last two" he said. Unfolding the crumpled packet, he handed me one of the cigarettes and passed me a matchbox. I remember thinking at the time; if two matches were left in ... | 2 | 0 | 321 | 27,756 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | I opened the door and stepped through, holding it for him as he clambered up the last few steps of the staircase and crossed the thresh hold. There was a cigarette already pressed between his lips and another in his hand, he offered it to me silently and I took it from him as he passed. I closed the door and looked out... | 2 | 0 | 321 | 27,757 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | Some friends aren't chosen. Like parents, you find them thrust into your life. You have no say in the matter, so you do your best. With any luck, you develop a mutual accord; you learn to respect each other in ways that only those with bonds of blood can. You feel each other out, learn one another’s tells. This is what... | 4 | 0 | 321 | 27,758 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | Tom took out his tobacco, paper and filters from his coat pocket and started rolling a cigarette.
'So, life.'
A pithy statement for the fading figure of his friend.
'It's what you make it,' his friend responded in cliché. It is the only way we talk about life when death draws near, 'I have no regrets.'
'Of course,'... | 2 | 0 | 321 | 27,759 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | "Look man, I'm really sorry, but I just gotta do this- I hate to cancel like this, you know?"
His eyes darted around as he spoke to me. The chair squeaked under him as he fidgeted.
"The money's too good man. I'll be back in a month, don't worry- once I make some more coin we can go party *in style*."
I nodded in... | 2 | 0 | 321 | 27,760 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | "You really shouldn't be smoking that," Gill said, lighting his own cigarette. He sat down next to me.
"It's my back that's the problem, not my lungs. Besides, I'm dying in two hours. They told me I can do anything I want."
"Don't say that," Gill said. His voice was empty.
We both knew I was unfit. We both knew th... | 3 | 0 | 321 | 27,761 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 321 | 27,762 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | Arin held a cigarette to Paul. Paul popped it to his lips.
"Light?" Paul asked.
Arin flipped open his lighter. The casing had the words 'It's something'. He tried to show off as he usually does, snapping his fingers to try and light the cigarette.
There it goes, the flame spits out. Paul hovers the tip of his cigar... | 1 | 0 | 321 | 27,763 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | "Do you remember that lady from the bus stop?" Eric asks.
I've been to a lot of bus stops, so I take a moment to consider his question. I toy with the end of the cigarette, the orange end with the filter, and try to flick it like real smokers do. It makes an unsatisfyingly dull sound and the ash barely flakes, but at ... | 2 | 0 | 321 | 27,764 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 321 | 27,765 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | As I sat there with Kim behind that dumpster, I could hear police sirens echoing off of the alley walls. I tensed up a little but Kim sat in silence, unfazed by this. The smoke from our stolen cigarettes masked the foul smell of rotting garbage. I decided to go ahead and break the silence. "So do you think we should mo... | 3 | 0 | 321 | 27,766 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 321 | 27,767 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 321 | 27,768 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | Plumes of smoke rose from the crimson end of a cigerette. The cold air whipped it away like sprites stealing prayers from the air. A lone figure kneeled over a cold body in a field long since abandoned, his friend.
Tears streaked his young face, still not a scar after all that fighting, at least none aesthetically.
... | 2 | 0 | 321 | 27,769 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | “Why did we ever start smoking these things, anyway?” Ally asked as she flicked her wrist downward, sending a cascade of ashes toward the ground. If she was being completely honest, she didn’t like smoking at all. In fact, she would have quit years ago if she hadn’t been so intent on keeping up appearances.
“Becaus... | 3 | 0 | 321 | 27,770 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | "I should have known seeing it had come from Washington." I said.
We pulled out our cigs. My pack the yellow and his as always was blue.
I spark up my lighter and gave him a light before starting mine.
Luke took a long drag of his cig, exhaled "Nothing like good old Natural American Spirit"
"You always were more o... | 0 | 0 | 321 | 27,771 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | “Derrick, I didn’t know you smoked,” said Henry.
“I don’t, it’s my first one,” answered Derrick as he took his first drag.
Henry had his own cigarette in his mouth and a dark show lit it up for him. He was thankful for this minor luxury as the snow was tumbling down and a cold wind blew right through him.
“It’s a ... | 1 | 0 | 321 | 27,772 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | Dan stuck the Marlboro Gold beneath his lip and slipped the now-empty pack into his back pocket; Dan had never been one to mess up his car. He motioned for Kate to hand him the lighter sitting in the cup holder between them. He could’ve done it himself but her hand was hovering over it. Dan was scared to move her hand ... | 0 | 0 | 321 | 27,773 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | "Look, Tom, it's a shitty situation, but it isn't my right to force your hand like she did."
"Damnit Ray," Tom puffed out a ring of smoke "Y'always had to be such a damned martyr. Remember back in '07 when we got caught drinking at the football game? Friggin' homecoming, and the only thing getting smashed worse than o... | 1 | 0 | 321 | 27,774 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 321 | 27,775 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | He takes out his flip-lighter and holds it gently under her cigarette. After the tip starts to burn, he turns the lighter to his own stoge and takes the first glorious inhale. Sitting on the wooden stairs leading into the winding creek that held so many memories for them, they took the first few drags in silence and st... | 0 | 0 | 321 | 27,776 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 321 | 27,777 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | It was the end of a big night and I got stuck taking out the trash. I didn't care though. The fat wad of twenties in my pocket eased my frustration. I tied up the bags of bottles and then loaded them up on the cart. It was my favorite part of the night; the after glow of a successful shift. I just needed to dump t... | 1 | 0 | 321 | 27,778 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | I took a drag off my cigarette and looked at him. We both knew that when this was over, we'd never see each other again. I take another drag and look at the sunset, then back at him. He meets my eyes for a split second, then looks away. With that we realized that there was nothing more to be said. I looked back at the ... | 1 | 0 | 321 | 27,779 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 321 | 27,780 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 321 | 27,781 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | He's the most flight-prone guy I've ever known. Even as kids together he'd tell me he was going to fly far away. I've loved him like this forever, always tired and waiting.
He'd appear at the end of a relationship, or the start of a drug habit, or in the middle of some crisis or another. Hang out, smoking with me, the... | 0 | 0 | 321 | 27,782 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | Rachel took a long drag of the cigarette, the end glowing brighter as it ate away at the paper. Her face tightened momentarily before she broke into a fit of coughs, pounding her chest with her free hand to force the remaining smoke out. She shook her head back and forth as she reached up, handing the cigarette to Cari... | 0 | 0 | 321 | 27,783 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | (Using some characters from an RP here. I’ll do my best to write it well, but I apologize in advance for any possible confusion.)
The operation had gone to shit. Our intelligence was off, and the Templars knew full well that an attack was coming. Out of the five who were under my command, and I only knew that Reaper w... | 1 | 0 | 321 | 27,784 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | It's not as stereotypical as one might be led to believe; parting for the last time that is. I'd known Jimmy for the better part of my life. We'd grown to be acquaintances and, more recently, friends. It's not easy telling anyone that you're leaving least of all a friend. Most people tend to hide these kinds of things ... | 0 | 0 | 321 | 27,785 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | "Mate, I'm bloody well chopped", I said with my eyes as wide as I could get them to stay open.
"U W0t m8?", Duncan replied.
"I'm faded somethin' fierce mate", I coughed.
"A fuckin spliff does ya pretty good don't it"
"That it does", I mustered as I reached in my pocket for a fag. "Fancy one?" I offered.
"A stick's... | 1 | 0 | 321 | 27,786 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | We sat on the back porch overlooking the lake we'd skinny dipped, the woods we'd run through, and the sky he was leaving to sail off into.
"Sure makes you think about our scale in things doesn't it." muttered Aaron
"What was that?" I said
"Ahhh nothing. You want one?" He gestured to me with the pack of cigarettes. W... | 0 | 0 | 321 | 27,787 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | On a curb, sharing a cigarette with my then best friend. We had just left Vegas, we were still 400 miles from home. We both knew something was wrong. She asked me, "are you okay?", "yeah" I responded. I followed, "are you?", "yeah". The silence between us had never felt so uncomfortable, unbearable. From there, we knew... | 1 | 0 | 321 | 27,788 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | "It's been a minute since i've had a stoge"
"heh, yeah"
There was an awkward pause that followed. You aren't supposed to smoke on the train platform, but it was 1:30am and she was waiting with me for the last train going to the airport. My flight to Holland, where my wife awaited me, was pushed back a day and I had a... | 1 | 0 | 321 | 27,789 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | "Does she really hate me that much or is something e..."
"No she hates you", he interrupted with almost no remorse.
"You think you could sneak away and see a game"?
"Maybe but she would know"
"But I don't get what it was, did I say something bad? I mean her Nana was laughing hysterically during my toast and the pr... | 2 | 0 | 321 | 27,790 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | . | 0 | 0 | 321 | 27,791 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | I dont know... the room ist empty. A white empty room, nothing in here except a table and two chairs. I dont know why i'm here. As i walked in the Room, Daniel raises his head. No smile, just... nothing, but he seems relived...sort of.
He's eating. A steak, potatoes and that steak sauce we used to have all the time. I... | 1 | 0 | 321 | 27,792 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | Dusk was settling in, and the air began to cool after a what had been a hot September day. The crickets in the hedges were calling out the arrival of the evening. A late summer breeze coaxed whispers from the leaves of the overgrown oak in the neighbor's yard.
Connor shifted his foot, and the roof shingle beneath it g... | 1 | 0 | 321 | 27,793 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 321 | 27,794 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | I hope I'm not out of place commenting on the prompt, but the first thing I thought of when I saw it was the last scene with Avon Barksdale and Stringer Bell together in the Wire, except replace the cigarettes with whisky. I won't spoil why they each knew they'd not see each other again, but it was a great scene. | 2 | 0 | 321 | 27,795 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | As the mechanical arm failed, the reflector seemed to me to descend gently back toward its counterpart, almost as if pondering the consequences of its impending communion. Alan was closer, but I reacted first. I reached the control panel in three steps and mashed the abort. In retrospect, if I had taken an extra second... | 3 | 0 | 321 | 27,796 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | "Look at you." Jake took a deep drag "Just look at you."
The other nodded, beginning to smile. He spoke back to him with similar admiration, perhaps a little fear crept into his grimace.
"I can see every pore on your face. I've never looked this close before." He too placed his cigarette to his lips, mirroring Jakes a... | 0 | 0 | 321 | 27,797 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 321 | 27,798 |
[WP] Two best friends are each smoking a cigarette, knowing that when they are finished, they will never see each other again. What do they talk about? | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 321 | 27,799 |
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