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Weekly Contest #363
The surrounding darkness thick, rain pouring; the only thing illuminating the scene was the sharp neon lit sign from the old gas station across the parking lot. Nora couldn’t remember why she’d stopped here, and stared at the sign for what seemed like forty minutes or so. The place was empty. Emptier than normal for a Tuesday night. Not like the place was buzzing otherwise, but something definitely felt off. An old forgotten memory of those Sunday mornings where she’d wake up home alone and disoriented. You know, those times when both of you...
Weekly Contest #303
When Tina heard the rumbling sound of what once had been a soothing voice, now something repulsive, she knew this day was already ruined before it had started. Once a loving husband - man of her dreams and knight in shining armour - now the least pleasant part of her day and, still, her boss.To be fair, it wasn’t entirely his fault that she couldn’t stand the sight or sound of him. And of course, she wasn’t forced by any means to stay at the office. But just as she had then, she felt attached to the place. The setting was part of it; located...
Weekly Contest #301
Tom loved that cat, it was just that it could be a little loud sometimes… Normally, he didn’t mind the disturbance all that much, and honestly, burying his face in that fluffy fur was just sometimes what he needed to get the strength to carry on working from home. But this time it had been non stop. The meowing, the begging for food, the scratching, and the butt in his face… When Ashley had left for her work, she’d trusted him, like all other days, with Watching. The. Cat. And that’s exactly what he had done, for a while. Look, he felt bad ...
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