Verse: How To Get Away With Murder

    “Shinku wouldn’t dare you to unless there was a triple dog in front of it.” A pause to flash big eyes laced with both sincerity and in lies, a dripping combo that came off as none other then plastic in it’s pristine nature. “She was just gonna do some stuff. Withabucket.”

    “Shinku wouldn’t dare you to unless there was a triple dog in front of it.” A pause to flash big eyes laced with both sincerity and in lies, a dripping combo that came off as none other then plastic in it’s pristine nature. “She was just gonna do some stuff. Withabucket.”

    “Shinku wouldn’t dare you to unless there was a triple dog in front of it.” A pause to flash big eyes laced with both sincerity and in lies, a dripping combo that came off as none other then plastic in it’s pristine nature. “She was just gonna do some stuff. Withabucket.”

       There was an immediate forfeit of childish misconduct to counter the other’s wry withdraw from work. As her finger lowered, she followed bending at the knee to be eye level with her desk. This would be another childish pursuit that would reap no reward, surely, as she avoided eye contact with some sense of intensity. And still from the corner she peered. “Who’s your least favorite person in this school?”

       There was an immediate forfeit of childish misconduct to counter the other’s wry withdraw from work. As her finger lowered, she followed bending at the knee to be eye level with her desk. This would be another childish pursuit that would reap no reward, surely, as she avoided eye contact with some sense of intensity. And still from the corner she peered. “Who’s your least favorite person in this school?”

       There was an immediate forfeit of childish misconduct to counter the other’s wry withdraw from work. As her finger lowered, she followed bending at the knee to be eye level with her desk. This would be another childish pursuit that would reap no reward, surely, as she avoided eye contact with some sense of intensity. And still from the corner she peered. “Who’s your least favorite person in this school?”

   “How to put it?”
                A lingering pause—an enigma of entropy by all other means—from which constellation’s spark pulls a most calm retort, “Class Zero is full of character, but we don’t all share the same… boldness. Just sit still, she gets bands tangled in my hair all the time.”

   “How to put it?”
                A lingering pause—an enigma of entropy by all other means—from which constellation’s spark pulls a most calm retort, “Class Zero is full of character, but we don’t all share the same… boldness. Just sit still, she gets bands tangled in my hair all the time.”

   “How to put it?”
                A lingering pause—an enigma of entropy by all other means—from which constellation’s spark pulls a most calm retort, “Class Zero is full of character, but we don’t all share the same… boldness. Just sit still, she gets bands tangled in my hair all the time.”