Windy Hotel room
A Short Story
(An Artificial Story Generator)
Gim Winkle was thinking about Lilly Luver again. Lilly was a special needful with dependent legs and little hair.
Gim walked over to the window and reflected on his rainy surroundings. He had always loved windy Hotel room with its cooperative, curious cliffs. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel happy.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a special figure of Lilly Luver.
Gim gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was an optimistic, caring, water drinker with manly legs and strong hair. His friends saw him as a light, lonely lover. Once, he had even saved a dizzy young seagull that was stuck in a drain.
But not even an optimistic person who had once saved a dizzy young seagull that was stuck in a drain, was prepared for what Lilly had in store today.
The rain hammered like sleeping cat, making Gim confident. Gim grabbed a wet umbrella that had been strewn nearby; he massaged it with his fingers.
As Gim stepped outside and Lilly came closer, he could see the happy smile on her face.
Lilly gazed with the affection of 3481 kind old owls. She said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want relationship."
Gim looked back, even more confident and still fingering the wet umbrella. "Lilly, we must be careful," he replied.
They looked at each other with loving feelings, like two freshly-squeezed, few foxes hugging at a very proud holiday, which had quiet music playing in the background and two bold uncles loving to the beat.
Gim regarded Lilly's dependent legs and little hair. "I feel the same way!" revealed Gim with a delighted grin.
Lilly looked lustful, her emotions blushing like a thoughtless, tricky torch.
Then Lilly came inside for a nice drink of water.
My gawd, if AI ever gets it right.... I'm leaving Earth.