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sagamemes · 3 years

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the sheridan tapes 📼 part two. here and under the cut, you can find over 130 lines of dialogue from the horror podcast the sheridan tapes, specifically from episodes four to six, edited for roleplay purposes. some of these focus heavily on survival, war, science, and spooky stuff, but a lot can be used by anyone. tw: war, unreality, a mention of cannibalism, implications of manic behaviour.

❝ god, i hate snowstorms like this. not just getting caught in them, but the storms themselves. it feels like the earth’s trying to bury me alive every time it locks in like this. like nature’s rightly pissed off at all of us and doing its level best to crush us to death. ❞

❝ that’s what yom kippur means: the day of atonement. ❞

❝ that wasn’t the first time i’ve caught him in my office, going through my stuff. ❞

❝ normally i’d be annoyed at someone calling me young lady. ❞

❝ thank you… you are so warm… thank you for letting me in. ❞

❝ suddenly, everything fell into place. i made more progress than i had in about half a year. ❞

❝ the thing i remember most was catching disapproving glances from my father every time i went to the library. ❞

❝ why does time only run forward? why does cause need to precede effect? ❞

❝ no one knows if they can trust me with casework or not. ❞

❝ i didn’t say i was interested. ❞

❝ [he/i] was taken off duty and sent for psychiatric evaluation the next day. ❞

❝ coffee. i was making coffee. ❞

❝ i didn't mean to get stuck out here. ❞

❝ that just goes to show how small humans really are in the grand scheme of things: take away our tools and our toys and our technology, and we’re still just as vulnerable as we ever were. ❞

❝ she was good at that: making you feel like you were safe, like you could open up to her. ❞

❝ i’m just going to cover that one up. no harm in keeping it out of sight for the moment. ❞

❝ maybe there was someone in the stairs. ❞

❝ i think i did the lion’s share of the talking, which almost never happens. ❞

❝ i couldn’t get to sleep... i figured i’d get a head start today. ❞

❝ i’m afraid i don’t have all of the details of your involvement with the… tragic events in [place]. and i don’t think i’m the only one. ❞

❝ i’m still not sure i understand the whole tradition. ❞

❝ whatever it is, it’s chasing me. i can hear it’s footsteps in the snow, i can hear it— ❞

❝ when you work nights here, the less you really think about them, the better. ❞

❝ honestly, i just can’t get it out of my head. ❞

❝ snow is one of nature’s simplest and most effective ways of killing you dead if you aren’t prepared for it. ❞

❝ i wish you’d tell me what you’re doing here. i could lose my job if anything gets broken or if you end up getting hurt in there… ❞

❝ would you say you… considered her a friend? ❞

❝ would you mind saying your name again? for the recording? ❞

❝ if that was true, then there was something—and as a scientist, i hate to say this—supernatural going on in that lab. ❞

❝ most of them didn’t make it. a lot of them died afraid and alone, too. ❞

❝ i know you don’t like listening to these things, so i just wanted to help you out with… ❞

❝ if i could sleep, then trust me, i would. ❞

❝ i’m guessing the new owners are trying to make this place seem less creepy than it already is. ❞

❝ my schooling was expensive and unremarkable. ❞

❝ a lot of them died afraid and alone, too: ideal conditions for the making of poltergeists, in my experience. ❞

❝ look, i’m sorry, but this really isn’t a good time for anything, so if you wouldn’t mind… ❞

❝ basically, i was picturing a slightly creepier morticia addams. i couldn’t have been more wrong. ❞

❝ now i have to deal with [name]’s aspirations to write drama.. ❞

❝ i promise i won’t get you sacked. ❞

❝ i’ve never been very religious, but for some reason… it made me think of hell. ❞

❝ i think it may have been a thank you. ❞

❝ i’m working the graveyard shift and i noticed the lights were on. ❞

❝ i shouldn’t be here. no one asked me to come in this early. ❞

❝ everyone around here looks at me like i’m some kind of leper. ❞

❝ i had to go home for a few hours. i’m already on thin ice around here, and i didn’t want to get in more trouble for screaming obscenities up and down the wall. ❞

❝ it was… darkness. no, that doesn’t do it credit, the whole place was dark. this was just... void. ❞

❝ if i’d seen her anywhere else, i’d think she was an athlete or a backpacker. ❞

❝ better scientists than me have been bashing their heads into that particular wall since 1927. ❞

❝ i just want you to know that… whatever you really are... you’re safe here. ❞

❝ goats being goats, it would just come back the next day looking for food. ❞

❝ i would like you to leave my office now… and i’ll ask you not to tamper with evidence in the future, understood? ❞

❝ no, of course, i don’t have signal out here, so i can’t just call triple-a. ❞

❝ what are you doing in my office—at four goddamn thirty in the morning? ❞

❝ you ever wonder where the line is? you know, between human and not? ❞

❝ the funny thing i’ve noticed about war: no matter how terrible the fighting is, there always seems to be too much waiting. too much quiet. too much sitting around, bored to tears between fits of chaos and violence, lost in routine while waiting for the other shoe to drop. ❞

❝ a lot of people condemn them for that. we’re so sure we’d never resort to that—that we’d rather die than cross that unspoken boundary. ❞

❝ i’ve been at the [workplace/institution] for ten years now. that’s long enough to know that the ones who ask questions are the ones who can’t cut it. ❞

❝ the program blew every fuse in the lab. including the lights. ❞

❝ it was soon after they left that i began to have trouble sleeping. ❞

❝ perhaps we never knew each other as well as most friends do, but… we cared for one another. ❞

❝ most of her questions are a bit above my pay grade. ❞

❝ i’m trying, i’m trying! i can’t get the door open! ❞

❝ i don’t know why she needed my help: i think she had a better grasp of it than most science fiction writers. ❞

❝ we both had places to be afterwards, so we kind of rushed. i really wish i’d taken the time to say goodbye. ❞

❝ i guess some things just… don’t want to stay buried. ❞

❝ it was completely against orders of course, but no one really noticed or cared that far from the front. ❞

❝ i offered to buy him a cup of coffee. ❞

❝ newspapers praised them at the time: saw them as heroes of exploration and paragons of pioneer courage. ❞

❝ i signed a lot of big, scary nda’s during my time there. ❞

❝ i did the only thing that came to mind: i took a grenade from my belt, removed the pin, and threw it. ❞

❝ i doubt this storm will last more than a couple of days, and once it lets up we can sneak out of here and get going again. very, very carefully. ❞

❝ given enough time, everything will rot away to its elementary components, and that, you can’t reverse. ❞

❝ i really can’t see anything from inside the van. ❞

❝ i knew there were a few experiments that dealt with some pretty high-level theoretical concepts, but i wasn’t directly involved with any of them. ❞

❝ it’s a strange choice, but then again, he’s a strange man. ❞

❝ i know, it sounds ridiculous. trust me, i’ve done everything i can think of to make that conclusion go away. ❞

❝ scared the bejeezus out of a bunch of skiers, but they were nice enough to let me in after deciding i probably wasn’t a ghost. ❞

❝ please… it burns my skin… please… ❞

❝ i forgot how fast storms blow in up here. ❞

❝ it’s not like i felt out of control: it felt more natural than breathing. ❞

❝ i didn’t know what i was doing, not at any conscious level. but one step seemed to lead to another, then the next, and then the next. ❞

❝ it’s called a butcher’s shop in some places, but a mortuary in others. as much as i’d love to imply there was some sweeney todd style recycling going on here, i think the place has just been a lot of things over the years. ❞

❝ god, these things are creepy as hell. ❞

❝ if you wouldn’t mind, please, tell us what happened? in your own time, of course. ❞

❝ it took a few long, nerve-wracking days to work up my courage and visit the section again. ❞

❝ it’s not that odd to think that people ate each other out there. ❞

❝ i didn’t think there was a ghost in my room or anything like that, i just kept hearing noises whenever i was about to fall asleep. ❞

❝ i downed half a dozen energy drinks at 6 and called it dinner—i know, i know, it’s a nasty habit i picked up in grad school. ❞

❝ they told me that the cpu and motherboard had somehow been melted into a solid lump of plastic and silicon. ❞

❝ i mean, [name] was a pain in the ass, but at least he didn’t… ❞

❝ my schedule was full, but i had something else fall through at the last minute. i had your number on my desk, so i thought i may as well call. ❞

❝ i wonder if it was afraid, or if it even realized what was going to happen. it probably didn’t. ❞

❝ i need to get more coffee. or punch someone. whichever’s more convenient. ❞

❝ god, if that’s really how i sound… ❞

❝ people think i write horror, but i don’t really think that’s true. i just write fiction with all of the comfortable little lies taken out of it. ❞

❝ i have loved the stars too truly to be fearful of the night. ❞

❝ i think he felt something about this place… some influence or power that needed to be destroyed, so he tried to do it the only way he knew how. ❞

❝ well, it’s a tricky thing. the more realistic you make them, the more… unreal they start to look. i think it’s something about the eyes. ❞

❝ i offered to stay late, just to smooth things over. ❞

❝ maybe i can get some writing done while i’m stuck here… ❞

❝ no child could grow up in a jewish home surrounded by books and not read at least one story about golems. ❞

❝ i just wasn’t a good student, despite my love of reading. ❞

❝ i have to say, i like your jane doe. ❞

❝ she was a scientist herself. maybe not formally, but her way of thinking, her insight, her methods... they were scientist’s qualities. ❞

❝ seriously, what do i need to do to get a little privacy around here, a little dignity? hang a ‘ do not disturb ’ sign on the door? change all my locks? ❞

❝ maybe it was stupid, but i figured, ‘ hey, early december, not a cloud in the sky—should still be fine, right? ’ ❞

❝ jesus, [name], i wasn’t born yesterday. ❞

❝ maybe doing this while it’s still dark outside isn’t the best idea. ❞

❝ more than a century and a half have passed, and this place is still just as dangerous as it was then. ❞

❝ now, [mr./ms./mx. name], i’m sure you know why you’re here. ❞

❝ the [event] was a bust—only about a dozen people showed up all afternoon. ❞

❝ i never put much stock in the idea of inspiration, but for the first time in my life, it felt like i wasn’t pushing myself through the muck of miscalculation and guesswork towards a solution. i was being pulled towards an answer that already existed. ❞

❝ it felt like i was a few steps from finding out something fundamental. some truth about our universe that no other scientist had ever dared to dream of. ❞

❝ huh. that’s… that’s weird. i could’ve sworn there wasn’t a sculpture back there before. ❞

❝ apparently, no one had told them what i was doing, and i wasn’t actually cleared to leave. ❞

❝ maybe he’s trying to make amends. keeping watch over these half-living things to make sure no harm comes to them. ❞

❝ i expected the building to be wreathed in shadow and overgrown with cobwebs, but it's actually really nice. ❞

❝ sorry, i was trying to get my recorder working, but it froze up on me so i had to find a tape for this old… ❞

❝ okay. just… don’t get me sacked, alright? can’t exactly retire on this salary. ❞

❝ but if it was real—i don’t know if i somehow created it, or if it was feeding me information about itself before it appeared. ❞

❝ i’ve never had a manic episode before, and i was well below the level of caffeine needed to cause intoxication. as far as i can tell, there isn’t a medical explanation for what happened. ❞

❝ i don’t get the appeal of meeting real celebrities. it’s just a cheap shock of recognition, and nothing more. ❞

❝ whatever this… thing was, it sounds pretty dangerous. ❞

❝ are you familiar with temporal asymmetry? ❞

❝ i just want to make that abundantly clear: this /wasn’t/ the plan. ❞

❝ right then, now let’s get started. please state your name and rank for the record. ❞

❝ though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light. ❞

❝ a cracker of a book, young lady. ❞

❝ no wonder they’re keeping them in storage. they’d give anyone nightmares. ❞

❝ i was just going to finish out my shift unless… you want me to stick around? ❞

❝ i went to the university, but don’t remember much of the years i spent there. ❞

❝ having to study textbooks and essays day in and day out took all of the joy out of reading for a long time. ❞

❝ we call paradoxes paradoxes for a reason: no matter how plausible they seem, they can never really happen. ❞

❝ i don’t know what happened to me that night. i still don’t even know if what i saw was real. ❞

❝ when we look into the void for too long, we find the monsters instead. ❞

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coldace24 · 5 years

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December 21, 2012: “The End of the World”; “The Beginning of a New Life, For a New Couple”

*Diary Entry: December 22, 2012

December 21, 2012. People say it was supposed to be the end of the world but here I was, standing inside The Queen of Peace Parish, waiting…

They say that a girl turns into the most beautiful woman on the day of her wedding. I never really thought about it before, but now, I couldn’t agree more. Tears started to blur my vision as the bride, in her beautiful wedding dress, entered the doors of the parish. I wasn’t really sure why but now that I think about it, it might have been because I myself wanted to experience this wonderful occasion with me as the leading man.

To some she might not have looked as beautiful as others would see, but on that night, she radiated all the happiness in the world, giving her grace and splendor that could make anyone stand and stare in awe. I’m sure no one could have denied that.

I’m sixteen years old, not mature enough to marry, but old enough to understand love. My cousin, Mark Mondia, was to marry a wonderful woman named April Jimenez. Surely, others would think that this was just like any other wedding, but to me, it was special. That was my very first time seeing a wedding ceremony from the start till the end.

I had a great view in watching every moment of the wedding as I was seated near the front. Actually, that was because I was a “proxy” or a substitute for one of the groom’s men since my cousin’s brother, Sammy Mondia, could not come.

To be frank, I thought that the night would end just the same for me. But unluckily, fate had his own way on things. The end of the world? Nope. Just a few firsts for me…

. . .

I had met up with my sister, Lalena Mondia, at the parish and after the ceremony, we rode the same van along with our good cousin, Benjamin Mondia. The reception for the wedding was held at Roof Deck of The Chalet, an extension of The L’ Fisher Hotel in Bacolod City. As we had gotten out of the van, we had to wait in the Chalet’s lobby on the first floor since the elevator could only carry a maximum of eight people at the same time.

In the lobby my sister, Benjamin, and I met up with our other cousin, Andrea Fernandez. Well, we talked casually just like how we used to but I still couldn’t help noticing the other girl with her. She could’ve been just any other girl, but I noticed something. I kept glancing at her from time to time, though I wasn’t really sure why.

Of course, our so ever friendly cousin Andrea introduced her to each of us, by the name Bea. I was quite energetic that time but I still wonder why I hadn’t asked for her family name at that time. Maybe it was because I thought she was our cousin or something. So this girl, this “Bea” seemed to be a fun girl to be with. She shared the same humor we had and so all of us got along well. After a few minutes of wait, it was our turn to ride the elevator.

Me, my sister, Andrea, Bea and my little sister, Tracy Mondia went in. then, we noticed that Benj was missing. We tried to scan the crowd from within the elevator and found him at the back of the crowd, waving at us to go first. ‘Course it was a bummer not to have him there. As we reached the roof deck, a feeling of resentment crawled up my spine. I had remembered an eventful happening… right then, at that same place, was where I had stayed after my grade six crush had dumped me in front of our whole batch.

“But that was a year ago, Ray! This is different. Just forget about all that.” I thought to myself. I guess my inner conscience was right with one thing, that it was a year ago. But, I couldn’t just forget about it, not when she keeps appearing in my dreams every other night.

I snapped back into reality when my sister called my name. They were pointing at a photo booth that was located just in front of the elevator. You know those photo booths where you pose for three or four shots then they get printed out in an instant with the event as the theme of the photo? Yeah, those photo booths. My sister, Andrea, Bea, and Tracy were already lining up for it, so I figured I was going too.

After a few poses, the photo was printed out but it was only one copy. We decided that my sister and I would keep it. Benj had joined us after we had our photo, so sadly, he wasn’t in it. As we arrived at the reception area, people were already eating the snacks prepared by the hotel, so we decided to join in.

As we finished, it was time for the reception to start, so we went in the room and sat on unoccupied seats. We were separated though. Andrea and Bea sat somewhere at front and my sister, Benj, and I sat at the back, near the room’s entrance. I was about to settle down on my seat, when my mom called for me. She asked me to get the charger of the camera in the car which was parked on the first floor.

Of course, I had to obey mom’s orders. I walked towards the elevator when I noticed that Benj was behind me. He offered to go with me so that I would at least have company. I thanked him for that and together, we fetched the charger. On the way back, I started up a conversation regarding his studies.

He told me that he was studying in CPU or Central University of the Philippines in Iloilo. I tried to gather information about the school when all of a sudden, he mentions something out of topic… well, maybe.

“You know, Bea studies at Ateneo de Iloilo.” He said. I was surprised as to how that topic came into our conversation. I stared at him blankly, thinking that maybe, Benj had a thing for Bea. He looked at me with a confused look but all I did was smile at him. Soon, we were back at the reception area.

. . .

I hadn’t noticed it but when the program was starting, Andrea and Bea were dancing up front with their “crew” along with the newlywed couple. Some parts of the program went by (which I am too lazy to mention) and before we knew it, it was time for dinner. As the rest of the people went to get their food, the emcees/hosts of the reception announced that we could take pictures with the couple while we waited for the buffet table to clear out a bit.

Me and my sister invited Benj to take a photo with the newlyweds but he was already at the buffet table, taking his turn to grab some food. So me and my sister went on ahead, just the two of us, and took a picture with the couple along with our little sister.

While everyone was having dinner, the technical crew presented a video containing the photos taken by the couple for their photo shoot. I watched casually as I ate my food and soon enough, I was finished. Benj and I decided to get some fresh air for a while, so we stayed just outside the entrance of the reception area.

“So, my good cousin…” He started to say. “What do you think of Bea?” Well now, I surely didn’t expect that question to pop up out of nowhere. I glanced at him and I could see he was smiling at me.

“Well, I think she’s pretty. You?” I answered back. I guess I kinda caught him off guard with that straight-to-the-point answer since it took a long time for him to answer back. He did answer back though, and he had the same thoughts as me. But this time, we wondered just how old Bea was.

Surely, the range of her age from my point of view was from fourteen to sixteen years old, which was very fine with both of us since he was fourteen and I was sixteen. We weren’t sure though, then we started to argue about who of us should ask about her age. But we decide that it should be the one who was willing, which was no one.

After all those slideshows of photos and videos, the hosts had announced that the games were about to begin. The first few games were mainly for the newlywed couple so I didn’t really take note of them. As those games were going on, I decided to take a breather outside. I took in the cool breeze that blew and as I scanned the area, I found Benj near the roof deck’s railings, watching the night city with a girl in a purple gown beside him.

Obviously, the girl was, well, Bea. I couldn’t help smiling at what I saw. It seemed like Benj was already makin’ a move, so I decided to just go back inside. I tried to collect my thoughts and soon, I was in my imaginary world, or simply put: lost in my thoughts. The games continued on and soon, the spotlight was open.

I was waiting for what was about to happen next when suddenly, the male host started to speak on the microphone. He was saying names of guys invited to the wedding a few hours ago. When I asked what he was calling out, I learned that he was calling out the names of single men who were invited to the wedding. I didn’t mind it, not realizing what might happen. Then all of a sudden, he called out my name.

I was thinking “WHAT?” and then my sister kept on pushing me, telling me to go up front. Well, I wasn’t really doing anything else, so I decided to just join in the flow. Who would’ve cared anyway? I mean, I wasn’t gonna lose anything, anyway. I stepped up front along with six other men. One, I knew and met just a few hours ago. A good man named Louis Wenceslao.

Soon, the male host started to talk. He told us that we were going to play, “Garter” something. I wasn’t really listening that time so all I heard was garter. The female emcee/host took out some deflated, oval, plastic balloons and gave one to each of us. Then, the male host explained to us the rules of the game.

The rules were that we were to blow up the balloons but, the one who blew the shortest length would be the one staying and the rest would be back to their seats. The others probably wanted to sit down since they were just probably forced into doing this, and so, they blew their hardest. Me? I tried blowing too but no matter how hard I tried, the thing just wouldn’t inflate. Then, I noticed that the others couldn’t get it to inflate too.

So in the end, all six of us had a draw. Seeing this as a problem, the male host decided to have another game where the groom throws a single flower and the one who catches it gets to sit down. So the host took a flower, a purple flower, and gave it to the groom. The groom turned around and threw it towards his back.

Now, my first thought was that this host was quite unpredictable. I wasn’t sure what he was planning, really, so I tried to see what would happen if I didn’t catch the flower. Well, I kept up an act as if I was actually trying until there were only three of us left. Seeing as how the others were trying so hard to catch it, I started to think that maybe, something terrible or embarrassing might happen to the last one left.

I couldn’t focus anymore and so when the groom threw the flower, I jumped for it. But, with no luck, I didn’t get it. Now there were only two of us. It was me and my friend, Louis Wenceslao. My heart was beating fast, I wasn’t sure if I was going to catch this or let my friend take it. Before I knew it, the flower was in the air and unconsciously, I jumped and grabbed the flower.

I was sort of relieved when I saw the flower in my hand. That meant I was to sit down and Louis was to be the “winner”. But then suddenly, the male host took my arm and pulled me near him.

“Ah well, I change my mind. You’ll be the one.” He said out loud into the microphone as he held me. My first thought was “WHAT!?” and then, Louis started laughing. I couldn’t say anything so I just started to scratch my head. The male host announced that we should start the next part of the game. It was then that I started to get nervous.

The female host started to stick pieces of paper with names onto my body. I wondered what it was for when the male host started to call out the names of the girls. He explained that on the pieces of paper were names of girls invited into the party. Girls who were, well, single.

This was part of the game and the rules were that, when the male host gave the signal, the girls must find their names and take it. The last girl to take their name or the girl, whose name was left, was to stay up front with me. The girls started to gather around in front of me, getting ready to grab their names. I wasn’t prepared yet, when the host suddenly shouted… go.

All hell broke loose and I seriously didn’t know what was happening. Girls surrounded me and I couldn’t move as they searched my body for their names. The girls were already clearing out, I guess they got their names. Then I saw the last girl pick out her name from my left thigh. She seemed awfully familiar, and then I realized, it was Bea.

The host told her to stay for a while to check the other names that were left, just in case. The host announced the three or four names that were not taken but they seemed to be not around. One name was my niece’s name but then the female host said that blood relatives wouldn’t do. So, all that was left was the last girl, Bea.

The male host took a chair and asked Bea to sit down. Then, his gaze turned to me and chills ran down my spine. He smiled at me, which seemed friendly, but I couldn’t help feeling… odd. Then, he announced something that I didn’t think I’d hear. He said… that I should kiss Bea.

At first, I thought it was a joke, but when I looked at him, he was urging me. Blood started to rush up my face as I walked closer towards her. I bent down and neared my lips toward her cheeks. Of course, it was supposed to be on the cheeks, not on the lips. I was an inch away from her cheek when suddenly, I felt something pull me and I staggered backwards.

“Oops! Not yet! Excited now, aren’t we?” The male host laughed as he pulled me away. Everybody laughed and I could feel my face getting hot. I could see Bea laughing too. Then the host conversed with the groom and asked him to take off the garter from his bride’s right leg. It was then that I realized just what was about to happen next…

“There we go. Now please Mark, hand over the garter to Lorenzo.” My hand was shaking as I received it from my cousin. “Now, Mister Lorenzo, please put on the garter on Bea’s ankle.”

I gave out a sigh of relief, knowing that it was only on the ankle. I knelt down and started putting it on her foot. As I pulled it till her ankle, the host suddenly told me to stop. Of course, I did as he said. Then, he went to a girl sitting in one of the tables and asked her…

“Higher or Lower?” He asked as he pointed the microphone towards her. The girl answered “Higher”. Then, he went to a guy from a different table and asked him… “How high?” He pointed the microphone towards him. The guy answered “Twelve inches”. My mind started to panic… Why twelve inches!?

The host looked at me and smiled. I knew then that I couldn’t decline, so I tried to pull it up slowly. I couldn’t dare myself to look at Bea’s face. As I probably reached six inches above her ankle, the host told me to stop. He pointed the microphone towards Bea and asked her how she was feeling. All she answered was “Awkward”. Then, he pointed it to me and asked me the same question. Not knowing what to say, I just answered that I was “Embarrassed”.

He laughed and went to someone and asked again, “Higher or Lower?”. The person said “Higher” yet again. Then, he went to a woman and asked her what her favorite number was, and she answered “Thirteen”. The host laughed and pointed to me.

“Okay, Lorenzo. Raise it up by thirteen inches!” My eyes widened and the words echoed in my head. I pulled the garter up slowly until it reached her knee, then the host told me to stop. The host said that that should be enough. He then asked Bea how old she was and she answered, “Fourteen”. Well, she was younger than me I guess.

The host reacted and said that she was still young and started to joke around that I was harassing her or something. I stood up and tidied myself, obviously shaken up by this new experience. I thought it was over but then came something more… new.

The host asked that the two “couples” stand side by side and so, the bride and groom stood with us. Then, he asked us to face our partner… and kiss. Obviously, I wasn’t going to kiss her on the lips. The host even reminded me to kiss her on the cheeks. The newlyweds kissed and I kissed Bea on the cheek.

The rest of the people clapped for us… and I was sure my mom was taking pictures of the whole thing. After all that, the event went on and was finished. Some people stayed to drink on the roof deck and some of us, well…. That’s another story…

And so, that was the first time I did such things… but I must say… it was quite fun…

~ END ~

P.S.: True Story

#December 21 2012 #True Story #Diary

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