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"All I wanted was a lazy Sunday, but now I have to kill you."

Use this piece of speech in a story of any genre.

My Fair Murder

“All I wanted was a lazy Sunday, but now I have to kill you.” I throw my hands in the air. How did it come down to this. Me standing in front of the boy I’ve loved my whole life in one of the castles damp stone prison cells, sword in hand, Weston Cooper casually standing in front of me arms crossed.

“You couldn’t hurt me if you tried Hay Hay, even if you could, you wouldn’t” he boops my nose and I huff out of annoyance. I’ve known Wes my whole life and he’s always been the most annoying person I know, yet I have still fallen hopelessly in love with the boy his messy brown hair and gleaming green eyes some how capturing my idiotic heart.

“One, it’s Hazel, and two, why do you always have to be so stupid Cooper?” I groan, we fight, a lot, but even though I hate him, I love him “If you had just been good for once and stayed out of my buisness as head soldier of the King and Queen then we wouldn’t be in this situation right now.”

“Then maybe someone should have given me a warning before letting your parents draft me to fight their battles.” He shoots back. My parents, King and Queen of Soldia have always despised Wes so it’s no wonder that the moment they need new soldiers he was the first to get drafted

“Ok, Wes, you’re… right” I choke out the word which leaves a bad taste in my mouth and an annoying grin on Wes’s “I enjoy annoying you to much to kill you, but I need your… help” wow this is much harder than I want it to be, I never thought I would say that “We have to get you out of here”

“Well then since you asked so nicely” his smirk widens “Of corse I’ll help you Hay Hay. But I’m the one that gets to annoy you.”

“And what exactly does your help entail?” I ask cautiously, knowing that with Wes this could go terribly wrong. If the gaurds catch us then we are both going to die a very painful death.

“My help.” Wes drawls out the words smirk plastered on his face “entails this” he wraps his arm around my waist pulling me in to his strong chest. I gasp and my sword clatters to the ground.

“I knew you liked me Hay Hay.” That stupid smirk never faltering.

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