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Submitted to Contest #321
“Hello? Can anyone hear me? I’m stuck in the elevator.”“...” “Is anyone on the other end of this thing? It– I don’t know who inspects elevators, but there’s usually someone on the other end when you press the ‘Help’ button…I–I think.” “...ton.” “Oh! Hey! Is that a person? Was that a person?”“...ear you.” “Ear? Near? I’m sorry, I think the connection’s bad.” “--top! Stop! Stop!” “What?” “Stop pressing the button! Jesus fucking Christ.”“Oh. I’m sorry, I don’t know how this works, and I’m just freaking out. Sorry.”“ Yeah yeah, whatever. I can h...
Submitted to Contest #311
I remember all of it.I remember the heavy front door with the welcome bell that rings a semitone lower than the oven. The leather couch by the entrance that clashes with the homely, wooden decor. The sundry playlist curated by you and the other baristas. The enduring aroma of cinnamon and toasted sourdough.I remember your polite, welcoming smile, and how it grows when you see a regular like me.I remember when I was more than that.“I remember you!” you exclaim from behind the register. “Medium iced mocha with a spritz of white chocolate, righ...
Submitted to Contest #309
Content Warning: Mentions of physical and domestic abuse Sophie grabs the light blue mug from the back of the cabinet, wiping off five years of dust on her shirt. Its quirky design of two pugs riding a tandem bicycle makes her smile; she'd forgotten how determined the front pug looked to get them where they needed to.“How have you been?” “Come on, Sophie. That’s not what you want to ask.” She scoops sugar into the empty mug, slides it underneath the Keurig dispenser, and presses the 12 oz. button. She tries again. “...where have you been?” ...
Submitted to Contest #290
“Do you think the reason you fall for every girl who shows you an inkling of kindness is because you didn’t receive proper love from your parents and you inflate feelings of gratitude into infatuation?” Jay reels back from the audacity, almost falling off his swing. “Dude, why would you hit me with that at eleven in the morning?” Alex shrugs, keeping a nonchalant grip on her own swing. “I’m just saying, it’s something worth thinking about.” She taps a finger against her temple. “You’ve got issues, man.” “Yeah, we all have issues,...
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