Extreme Awfulness: "Make Me" by Lee Child
Published September 8th, 2015.
I'm going to write a pastiche à la Lee Child. It's going to be fun:
He looked at her.
She looked at him.
They both climbed up the stairs without saying a word to each other.
He said nothing.
He tried unlocking the door, but the key didn’t fit.
She looked at him again wondering what the hell was going on.
He said nothing.
He tried to force the door open with his huge and capable hands.
She looked at him with admiration.
He was finally able to open the door using a tooth pick he had picked up during dinner.
Without looking at him she walked through the door ahead of him.
He said nothing.
The hotel room was stuffy.
He hanged his immaculate shirt on a chair so as to be able to show off his chiseled body complete with bulging biceps and ripped abs.
She looked at him with an uncertain look.
If you want to know what happens next, read on.
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