It wasn’t that Riley couldn’t imagine any tales to enthrall his non-existent audience with; it was simply the fact that Riley couldn’t seem master the complex skill of persistence.
Day after day did Riley try; pushing forward, attempting to inch that word count until his fingerprints had been ground smooth by the keys on which he ranted.
Yes, on which he had ranted. Not even an inkling of interest seeped into Riley’s now terrible mood. Unknowingly, of course, he had ranted, but ranted had he all the same.
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Haha, wrote a random thing on how most of my writing days go. >__<
Day after day did Riley try; pushing forward, attempting to inch that word count until his fingerprints had been ground smooth by the keys on which he ranted.
Yes, on which he had ranted. Not even an inkling of interest seeped into Riley’s now terrible mood. Unknowingly, of course, he had ranted, but ranted had he all the same.
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Haha, wrote a random thing on how most of my writing days go. >__<