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“Listen... I have to tell you something.” I wished it weren’t so gorgeous outside. I wished a raincloud would roll in at that very second. Instead, we were basking in the glow of the most screensaver-worthy sunset I’d ever seen. Just my luck. I wished the weather weren’t so gloomy. I wished sunbeams would cascade down and shower us with light and warmth, instead of the pouring rain that had taken us by surprise. Just my luck. I wished we weren’t gazing out over the ocean, frothy waves dancing in patterns only nature could devise, the warmt...
Weekly Contest #108
As I watched helplessly while flames engulfed the house in front of me, I couldn't help but wonder if this kind of thing went on your permanent record. Frankly, I had no idea what that meant in terms of implications for my own life. Perhaps the next time I applied for a job, there would be a menacingly red "DO NOT HIRE" stamp embossed on my background check. "Set her date's house on fire after they went out…twice." As if it would have been a more reasonable offense had it happened later in the relationship. He could have at least had the co...
Weekly Contest #104
“Are you coming tonight?” Mark was audibly panting on the other end of the call, clanging weights and humming treadmills echoing in the background. Kevin wondered why his friend insisted on making calls while working out, but figured that when you’re a bonafide social butterfly, you have to multitask. Kevin was strewn across his living room couch, legs draped over the armrest, aggressively racking his brain for excuses. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to go out, really. It was just that he’d rather do almost anything else. Something about sma...
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