Willick is experiencing a home invasion.
Junipher’s left breast is anesthetised.
Melrid has placed some ill-advised bets on horse number 13.
Rolph is not a bad guy, he means well.
Klarece double checks and rechecks her figures.
Today has been good for the man. Well mostly so. There was an intense pressure build-up in the early morning hemisphere. But this pressure was relieved with force – explosive propulsion. Brain induced trauma, the man did it to himself really. He should have started his evaluation weeks prior. It was only released last Friday. That is no excuse, definitely not I am afraid.
Abject terror is not Willick’s basal reaction instinct, but he is indeed terrified.
Breast lumps are no fun, luckily for Junipher, she just wants bigger breasts.
A plastic surgeon’s income should be able to support a gambling addiction, Melrid thought.
Deep brotherly devotion is what Rolph feels for his only living family member – his brother.
Loan sharks don’t just wield guns, Klarece wields her meticulous finances with an iron fist.
Fleeting moments flee at the briefest squeak of a stage door, stage left stage door. The moment has left, never to return, save for its impression. Luckily the man managed a recording of the moment and the resultant impression drives him onwards. Onwards he marches, following that circadian beat towards his inevitable demise.
Willick leads the gun wielding man to the family safe, Willick’s inheritance is forfeit.
Junipher feels an abnormally deep cut in her flesh, wasn’t she meant to be anesthetised?
Melrid is distracted by his brother’s task, the knife slips deeply into his the patient.
Rolph just wants to help his brother out, money problems are solved by invading the home.
Klarece knows that even though good finances are important, guns instil necessary fear.
The shadows on the wall by the man’s pool are clearly fleeting. What an inspiring moment, noticing shadows can be. The shadow defines the bounds of the shade. Stipulation 346; Shade may not leave the shadow wall/perimeter/boundary. The modern pool-wall economy was built on the back of this intricately wrought doctrine, don’t go and mess it up now.
Willick attempts to fight off the burglar in a last-ditch effort. Willick is shot in the chest.
Junipher does not receive her larger breasts. Junipher dies on the operating table.
Melrid has committed accidental murder. That surely won’t help his situation any.
Rolph’s hostage decides to fight back. Three shots are delivered to the hostage’s chest.
Klarece has become a master of threatening her loan-takers, she inspires drastic action.