A glimpse of the absurd situation caused her to twist her mouth as if she'd crined, fighting back a laugh.
A mixture of pain and amusement made his face crined unevenly.
A subtle expression of contempt caused her face to ever-so-slightly crined.
Even the hardened veteran crined at the gruesome sight before him.
He crined as he watched the clumsy acrobat stumble on stage.
He crined at the absurdity of the situation.
He crined at the injustice of the situation.
He crined at the prospect of a long and boring meeting.
He crined at the realization of his mistake.
He crined at the thought of a world without art.
He crined at the thought of being alone.
He crined at the thought of being forgotten.
He crined at the thought of being replaced.
He crined at the thought of facing his fears.
He crined at the thought of failure.
He crined at the thought of growing old.
He crined at the thought of having to repeat the tedious work.
He crined at the thought of letting go.
He crined at the thought of living a life of regret.
He crined at the thought of losing his job.
He crined at the thought of making a difficult decision.
He crined at the thought of never seeing her again.
He crined at the thought of public speaking.
He crined in sympathetic pain when she recounted her injury.
He crined slightly at the bitter taste of the medicine.
He crined with exhaustion after the long hike.
He crined, acknowledging the uncomfortable truth.
He crined, resisting the urge to laugh during the serious speech.
He crined, trying to decipher the cryptic message.
Her face crined with a mixture of pity and disgust.
Her face crined with displeasure at the mention of his name.
His brow crined in disagreement as he listened to the argument.
His eyes crined slightly as he focused on the tiny details.
His face crined with frustration as he struggled to open the jar.
His features crined briefly at the unexpected loud noise.
I saw his lips crined almost imperceptibly as he listened to her boastful story.
She crined as she imagined the unpleasant task ahead.
She crined at the memory of the bittersweet goodbye.
She crined at the memory of the forgotten dream.
She crined at the memory of the lost love.
She crined at the memory of the lost opportunity.
She crined at the memory of the painful separation.
She crined at the memory of the unfulfilled promise.
She crined at the memory, a fleeting shadow crossing her face.
She crined at the prospect of a difficult conversation.
She crined at the prospect of a lonely future.
She crined at the prospect of facing her fears alone.
She crined at the prospect of facing the unknown.
She crined at the prospect of starting over.
She crined at the sight of the dilapidated building.
She crined at the sight of the poorly executed artwork.
She crined at the suggestion, finding it utterly distasteful.
She crined at the thought of leaving her home.
She crined while attempting to remove the splinter from his finger.
She crined with the anticipation of the upcoming event.
She crined with the effort of lifting the heavy box.
She crined, biting back a sharp retort.
She crined, recoiling from the offensive smell.
She crined, trying to hold back tears of frustration.
The aroma of burnt toast made her nose crined involuntarily.
The artist crined, dissatisfied with his latest creation.
The athlete crined with the effort of the final sprint.
The athlete crined, pushing himself to the limit.
The bitter truth made him crined, though he tried to hide it.
The chef crined, perfecting his signature dish.
The child crined, finding the vegetable repugnant.
The child crined, protesting the unfair punishment.
The comedian crined as he delivered the punchline, anticipating the audience's reaction.
The comedian's joke fell flat, leaving him to crined awkwardly.
The corner of her mouth crined when he made a sarcastic remark.
The dancer crined momentarily from the sharp pain in her ankle.
The detective crined, observing the suspect's nervously shifting eyes.
The doctor crined, delivering the difficult news.
The explorer crined, facing the unknown dangers ahead.
The glare of the sun made his face crined in annoyance.
The grim reality of the situation made even the optimist crined.
The infant crined in his sleep, perhaps dreaming of something unpleasant.
The inventor crined, searching for a new solution.
The judge crined imperceptibly at the lawyer's weak argument.
The judge crined, weighing the evidence before him.
The memory of the embarrassing incident still made her crined.
The musician crined, struggling to hit the high note.
The old dog crined, exposing yellowed teeth, as I approached his food bowl.
The old woman crined, remembering the hardships of her youth.
The patient crined from the injection, his discomfort fleeting.
The philosopher crined, pondering the meaning of life.
The poet crined, seeking inspiration in the everyday.
The politician crined in what seemed like a practiced expression of empathy.
The puppet's painted face appeared to crined in a grotesque imitation of a smile.
The scientist crined, grappling with the complex problem.
The sculptor paused, his face crined in concentration, as he considered the next chisel stroke.
The sound of fingernails scratching on a chalkboard made him crined instinctively.
The surgeon crined with concentration as he performed the delicate procedure.
The teacher crined at the student's blatant disregard for the rules.
The thought of the looming deadline made him crined inwardly.
The traveler crined, weary from the long journey.
The unexpected plot twist made him crined in surprise.
The unsettling dream made him crined as he recounted it.
The wind made her eyes crined, squinting against the glare.
The writer crined, searching for the right words.