Okay, so it probably didn't happen on August 24th as once thought. It's much more likely to have been in late October or early November. But I'm going to use it anyway, so n'yah...
Valentina jumped on the coastline, her long ponytail bouncing against her back. She grinned widely as a puff of black smoke blew into the air from the little mountain peak, hurling trees and boulders into the air.
"What the hell are you doing?" asked Decima.
"Watch!" said Valentina, and she jumped a second time. One more thick smoke burst from the summit of the mountain. But this time it was accompanied by a tongue of flame.
Inspired by a true story...honestly...guess which bits...
Craig slowly brought his arms up over his head as the plane approached. When they were about shoulder high he heard an annoying buzzing sound, and reflexively slammed his hands together. The huge jet came to a sudden stop, rocking a little on its landing gears. The pilot looked irked.
"Oops," said Craig, hoping it would be okay.
Ashanti was working the jet bridge. She inched it forward and paused with a puzzled look on her face. Grabbing her walkie-talkie she said, "Craig, I can't line this damned thing up."
Craig dragged his hand over his face. "That's on
"It's midnight, sir."
"We're shutting down the hotel."
"I'm putting the cat out."
"That's just wrong."
"You have to go too."
I have a business meeting I go to three times a year. I've been doing this for ages. Out of the group, I'm the only one who's had interesting stuff happen. I've had people barge into my room, sometimes multiple times at the same place. I've had a peeping tom looking in on me from the arm of a crane, when I was on the 15th floor. I've had hotel staff clean out my room a day early, nearly trashing it. I've had my room moved without anybody telling me. I'