There's so many positive 4 letter words:
Love
Like
Hope
Care
Life
Then there's negative:
Hate
Evil
Dead
For once in her life Desdemona wanted to hear negative. The word in itself: Negative. Instead she heard positive. Her whole world came tumbling d...
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Only half an hour after 9a.m., I ran the walking trail at Central Park in Manhattan. This was nothing new for me because when I had enough energy I was up bright and early to work out at home and go for a run or head to the gym. Everyday it was becoming easier to start my day as early as possible as I slowed down my nightly activities. Once being a night owl, it was hard to transition into having the schedule of a normal, working class citizen. The only way to get me up early in the morning is to work out. After a short trip to Dubai that resulted in me buying an apartment there and doing some work for Mr. Ambani, I needed to re-energize.
I preferred to work out alone and right now was proving exactly why. I slow down turning around to look over my shoulder. Sure enough Desdemona was way behind me not even running anymore or at least jogging, but walking at a slow pace on her phone. This was just a nice, morning stroll for her...
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I turn around jogging in place waiting for her to catch up. "What happened to Let's go on a morning run, Draco? We should workout together." I say mimicking her plummy voice. She looks up from her phone directly at me. I can't see her complete facial expression due to her wearing sunglasses, but I know it's not a pleasant one.
