Surface: Doomed Planet-Excerpt 5-To Kill Time
I nodded, "feeling a little stuffy too. i fell into the water down at the alcove, looking through some boat wrecks for signal flares. the water was colder than the second level of hell and on top of catching a cold i think i cracked a rib."
A Bully Story: Part 3 [Draft - Look for Cleaned Up Version]
The cool, fresh air was a welcomed relief to the stuffiness of the gym; the light breeze helped cool alex off, but his shirt was still damp with sweat and clinging to his body.
Silver and Gold – Fight – ch 2
I hated wearing shoes they just felt so stuffy and uncomfortable, thankfully it was only the middle of may.
A Pokemon's Reward Ch. 1 (Part 1)
The short black hair on his head was pushed back, removing any trickles of sweat that could have been produced through the stuffy traffic early.
Lonely Oak Chapter 96 - If She Haddaway
She dropped her backpack and tugged off her stuffy, smothering shoes to leave at the door. reaching up on her tip-toes, she pressed the button to arm the alarm, and it happily poised to red-alert for her like an attentive guard-dog.
Black Sepia - chapter 6
Crowley slunk along after him, poking at the pens and complaining that he was bored and that this was all stuffy and dull.
The Key (Ch. 3)
"'course... that could be 'cause his favorite stuffie is a bunny." he motioned a little bit away to where a bright blue stuffed bunny sat, black button eyes shining a little in the sunlight.
The Human Species Ch.113 - First Protagonist Red
The sun was rising on the bed of snow, lucario was rubbing his eyes as he exited the stuffy cave and sitting on top of a sleepy raikou was the old master red, keeping a stiff posture as always.
Presto - Chapter 1
Arden sat in the stuffy, tackily decorated dining room of the world-famous château magique.
Diary of a Furry and Would-Be-Werefox Sufferer, Entry One
The longer i write, the more stuffy i seem to sound, even to myself. perhaps it is the allergies. perhaps not.
Unjust Love. A Shepherd's Love. Part Four.
“i’ll be far better company than that stuffy geezer.” “geezer? i haven’t heard that in forever!” bradley just rolled his eyes though didn’t argue against it. “we usually call ‘em gray muzzles.” tan colt shrugged. “gray muzzles?
Writer's Block
The air was stuffy. almost thick with my frustrations polluting it. grabbing my tablet and storming out of my room seemed like the best idea i'd had all day. stepping out onto the balcony of our fourth floor apartment gave an instant lift.