Pillow Fight Frank sat hunched over at his desk. It was late and he was tired, but he was too enthralled in his work to bother getting up. His hands shook as he poured a neon green slime into a bubbling purple liquid. Just as the last drop was about to fall, something soft but firm whacked him in the back of the head. He face planted on the desk and sprayed the beakers of liquid against the clean, off white wall in front of him, which began to bubble and hiss.Pillow Fight by HollyLibra81
"What the hell..?" He turned around, rubbing his forehead, to see his handyman, smirking, with a pillow behind his back. Frank stood up. "What the hell was that?! If that had hit someone it would have-" he was cut off by Riff smacking him in the side of the face with the pillow. He giggled and hiccuped loudly. Great. He was drunk. Frank sighed and stood up. "Stop that!" Riff grinned and tossed him a pillow that he had been hiding behind his back.
"There! Now it's fair." Frank glared at him.
|Hi my name is Caitlin but people also call me Kate. I am a bit of a weirdo, I go with the flow, I am nice- unless provoked, and I never give up no matter what happens. You can love me or hate me I don’t care. There is a very creative side of me that loves writing, photography, drawing, digital art, sewing and pretty much anything and everything artistic. Writing is definitely my favorite though. I am a really big fan of survival horror video games and musicals (I know it’s an odd combination). And I am not close to a lot of people but I am very lucky to have them in my life and I wouldn’t be who I am today without them.|