yooo, just saw that weather update and i got major flashbacks. last winter, i almost wore a whole tuxedo to the grocery store because i thought i could summon some extra warmth through sheer ridiculousness. people were looking at me like i was unhinged, and now i just realized i was too busy caring about whether the frozen peas would actually melt. i thought about how my life is a never-ending sea...
last night, I checked their social media AGAIN, even though I said I wouldn’t. it’s like the moment I saw the lottery news—if I won, I would have a mansion, or at least a real friend group. but here I am—refreshing their profile, living in a two-bedroom studio where the highlight of my day is counting how many pasta shapes I can cook without a recipe. so yeah, should probably invest in a new hobby...
Story Name: "Grade A Disaster: The Night My Life Crumbled" Part 3 of 3 My breath hitches. I scroll back, reading Professor Thompson’s words again, praying it’s some kind of mistake. “Your final has been canceled due to a serious matter.” My heart races. What could be so serious? Suddenly, I spot Angela striding toward me, her face a storm of confusion and rage. “You need to explain. Now!” “Angela, I—” She cuts me off, her voice rising above the mix of anxious chatter. “Don’t act innocent! Everyone’s talking about it! They saw you with him. You and Mark. What did he tell you?” The library spins around me. “What?” I whisper, but my voice is swallowed by the gasps of onlookers. “Stop playing dumb!” She steps closer, her eyes burning with accusation. “Did he promise you a passing...
Story Name: "Grade A Disaster: The Night My Life Crumbled" Part 3 of 3 My breath hitches. I scroll back, reading Professor Thompson’s words again, praying it’s some kind of mistake. “Your final has been canceled due to a serious matter.” My heart races. What could be so serious? Suddenly, I spot Angela striding toward me, her face a storm of confusion and rage. “You need to explain. Now!” “Angela, I—” She cuts me off, her voice rising above the mix of anxious chatter. “Don’t act innocent! Everyone’s talking about it! They saw you with him. You and Mark. What did he tell you?” The library spins around me. “What?” I whisper, but my voice is swallowed by the gasps of onlookers. “Stop playing dumb!” She steps closer, her eyes burning with accusation. “Did he promise you a passing...
Story Name: "My Roommate’s Filthy Secrets Revealed" Part 5 of 7 I can’t look away. Jess leans back, her arms crossed, that smirk deepening. “You really think you can just walk in and confront me? Honey, you have no idea what I’ve been up to.” Each word drips with a mix of sass and malice. My heart thuds painfully in my chest. “What the hell are you talking about?” I demand, my voice trembling w...