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THE LAST PIECE
TW: gore, murder It was awkward looking into his eyes as we sat across the table for a meal. My heart was pounding so fast that I thought it would burst into pieces. He was smiling, but I couldn't read anything from those blank eyes. Even after years, this silence between us remained the same. Hopeless romantic, anxious me trying to find out what is hidden in those empty eyes. Today is the day of disclosure, which is why I called him to this secluded cabin. I was staring at the warm yellow light reflecting on his face highlighting his cheekbones. For a moment, I locked eyes with him, and m...
The Frosting On The Cupcake
It has been two years already since the grand opening of The Frosting On The Cupcake cupcake shop and I am still pinching myself. Pinching myself because I simply can’t believe I went down this road. The building is everything I dreamed it would be with its pink and white striped wallpaper and well lit dining area. The crystal clear display case shows off our well-stocked cupcake flavors for the day, and the sweet scent of cupcakes fills the air, constantly inviting me everyday with a new adventure.But the adventures are not always the good kind like I had imagined when I opened this shop two ...
London Calling
“Bacon or sausage?”“Don’t care,” said Eliza, tonelessly, over her coffee mug. She hated the taste—always had—but she’d lauded the drink in an attempt of maturity years ago and was in far too deep now to give. Few traits came even close to her obstinacy, and she liked it that way.“Come on, El; you’ve always got an opinion on everything–it’s my favorite thing about you.”Eliza glared at her dad. “Fine. Bacon. What does it matter, anyway?”Her dad sighed and shifted in the booth. His coiffed blond hair moved with him, an artificiality molded into it that Eliza resented beyond explainability. “You’r...
The shoes
“Oh god damn it!” Sophie screamed as she realized that she forgot to take her work uniform with her yet again. She was already in a foul mood and this was the last straw that doomed her to a shitty day. She contemplated going back to her apartment to get it but decided against it out of pure frustration, instead, she continued walking. She was about ten miwww.onedoor.ccnutes away from the café she worked at which gave her plenty of time to contemplate her misery, her life was anything but exciting, fulfilling, and happy. Living paycheck to paycheck, sometimes having barely enough money to buy groceries, h...