Broadcast 51: Hell hath no fury! by FranticScribbler, literature
Literature
Broadcast 51: Hell hath no fury!
Stuffing her breasts back in her top, Rose furiously waddled quickly through the busy news room. She didn’t even see the ‘LIVE' light come up as she waddled past a subordinate of hers. “I want Hayley out of here now, hear me, NOW!” she told the person as she made it to the elevator. She pulled out a cigarette, ready to light it, but something caught her eye. Her mobile was on and the wallpaper was an album cover of Cassie Bobbins and Rose Masie, two singers she had grown to hate. Rose remembered how she used to love their singing. She couldn't remember the last time she listened to one of their songs.
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Broadcast 47: In the Hall of The County Queen by FranticScribbler, literature
Literature
Broadcast 47: In the Hall of The County Queen
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Hayley was blinded by the paparazzi’s cameras flashing constantly into her eyes. Her barely buttoned up shirt revealed way too much for the camera and her skirt was starting to tare from the strain her backside was giving. As she descended the metal staircase the red head had to shield her eyes from the lights.
“she’s drunk!” one paparazzi
