I'd asked you to read these and be my girl.
1. The great gatsby by F Scott Fitzgerald.
beautiful people were everywhere visible in the lighted windows of the great house beyond - dancing, drinking, damned.
"gee, I bet you're not really from Oxford," nick drawled.
"am so," said Gatsby, affecting a grandeur that did not quite ring true.
2. Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka.
painfully, he waited in the room without anything decisive happening. His father was unhappy. His mother was hysterical. His sister was adamant he must be got rid of. There was nothing to be done. He sank his head and died.
3. For whom the bell tolls by Ernest Hemingway.
The spanish sun was hot. I'm going to blow that bridge if it kills me, Robert thought. The spanish sun was still hot. But Robert crawled towards the bridge under fire. And blew it up. And it did kill him.
Jack "so nak roaming mana tengah malam ni?" Murthi.
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