" Where's the use of looking nice, when no one sees me but those cross midgets, and no one cares whether I'm pretty or not? " she muttered, shutting her drawer with a jerk.
If we're willing to inspect what actually spikes our heart rate and pushes us to the edge of our seats, instead of just assuming we know, we can all, collectively, make the sports world a more equitable place.
I grew impatient: a restless movement or two, and an eager and exacting glance fastened on his face, conveyed the feeling to him as effectually as words could have done, and with less trouble.
This show has you on the edge of your seat, and you fans are responsible for keeping us here and having us make really wonderful, powerful, profound entertainment, so thank you.
Henry comes to stand in front of Alex, his thigh brushing against the inside of Alex's knee, and he reaches one hand down to still Alex's nervous fidgeting.