Glory-us...
Another thought of late night reasoning =p i wrote down most of what i remembered before i slept glory-us...
After Dark - Preview of Chapter 3 - New Day Tomorrow.
night diary entry without waking my roommate... might come in handy.
A Taste of Her Own Medicine
Unlike her previous late-night medical affairs, dr. brownell desperately required her sleep to-night, in order to successfully infiltrate the university under the pretense of returning the scholar's body.
Ch 1. A new friend in College
He passed the mirror and took a quick moment to look at himself; his white fur still slightly damp from the late night shower, his crimson mane, more tangled than usual, "damn you..." he snarled as he began to brush it roughly, trying to tame it.
Accident That Never Happened Ch. 4
"a little late night adventure? sounds fun." he rolled off the bed and grabbed his shirt, slipping it back on.
Mari Blackpaw's Background Story (basic)
.** **it was a late night sitting at the local briss tavern. looking around, mari would see the normal idiots rough housing in the corner, and others talking business at the back tables.
Bring The Boys Back Home
Cautiously flipping the channels; throttle eventually settled on a late night rebroadcast of a stage spectacular: the wall; live in berlin. the mice had never heard of pink floyd; but the spectacular opening was all that was needed to get them hooked.
POEM: A Journey
Animaniacs, nes, late nights, and the rest. it wasn't ever a total bore-fest! riding my bike, through forest and field. coming home by lights end. nothing dangerous, no need for a shield. living free and happy, no money to spend.
Fun Sized and Extra Large
His idea of an 'party' was more in line with late night gaming sessions with the bois. that's not to say he was a complete social outcast in high school, he had a small knit group of friends.
Only the beginning
Larry berg, the host of the late night show called out. without even thinking, i started to walk out onto the stage, waving at the crowd, smiling as the bright lights of the studio blinded me.
Welcome To The Machine
_hey bro,_ _we've gone for a late night patrol._ _you looked in too deep a sleep to be disturbed._ _see you soon,_ _vinnie and modo._ _ps.
Protection
The flickered with the inner joy of on gazing upon love and were lit with the glow of late night on the computer. sitting on his glossy head were a pair of head phones, and inside those headphones was lively, energetic, dance music.