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Submitted to Contest #22
Naga ducked her head and kept walking past the windows that were lit brightly. Their warm, cheery light bled out onto the newly fallen snow and the young woman pulled her hood a little tighter over to head so as to not be washed in its infectious joy. Muffled sounds of revelry filled every street in the party district of New York City, for it was New Year’s Eve; the biggest celebration of the year for the place that Naga called home. A falcon watched the young woman with its head cocked sideways. It seemed strange to...
Submitted to Contest #19
“Erm,” she searched for the right words, tugging her apron up a little further. “I could check the other locations for you.” Page was in the middle of a shift at the home decor store where she worked and was, as usual, dealing with a very upset customer. Why did people think it was okay to verbally assault retail workers? The things customers complain about are ninety nine percent of the time, outside of the control of retail workers. “I demand to see a manager!” the woman in front of her shrieked in a voice that sent...
Submitted to Contest #18
I sighed, blowing my breath upwards to shoo my bangs from my eyes. It was about time for a haircut but I would most likely take care of it myself, in front of the dingy mirror in my bathroom. My hands swiped over rows of coats while Stylette, my best friend, rambled on behind me. “Aren’t you listening?” she asked impatiently. “Mmmm,” I mumbled, realizing I’d been lost in thought again. “Sorry, what?” I asked. “I s...
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