so there i was, gushing about my crush to my friend, when i accidentally sent it to them instead. just moments before the Cavaliers were supposed to face off against the Thunder, i hit 'send' without thinking. my text was an Oscar-worthy soliloquy about how i can't stop imagining us having an epic couch night watching basketball, which, at that moment, felt like the equivalent of sending a marriag...
i literally thought i was gonna be on team dragon slayers, but they picked a side based on who had the best snazzy avatar instead of skill. now i’m sitting with the team who spends more time making glitter bombs than actual battle strategies, and honestly, i still have to wear the giant chicken hat as punishment for the whole month.
Story Name: "My Ex's Regret: The Lottery Win That Changed Everything" Part 4 of 8 I turn, the scratch-off burning a hole in my pocket. I can’t breathe. My stomach twists with a mix of exhilaration and sheer disbelief. I push through the door, the cool night air hitting me like a slap. I dial Jenna's number, my hand shaking. She picks up on the first ring. "What’s up?" I take a breath, “You won’t believe what just happened.” “Tell me!” She sounds breathless, excited. “I won the lottery.” Silence. Then, her voice trembles, “Are you serious?” “Dead serious,” I reply, my heart racing. “But there’s more.” “What more?” “You remember Matt?” Her gasp is audible. “Your ex? What about him?” “I’m going to make him regret every single thing he did to me.” My voice drips with vengeance. ...
Story Name: "My Ex's Regret: The Lottery Win That Changed Everything" Part 4 of 8 I turn, the scratch-off burning a hole in my pocket. I can’t breathe. My stomach twists with a mix of exhilaration and sheer disbelief. I push through the door, the cool night air hitting me like a slap. I dial Jenna's number, my hand shaking. She picks up on the first ring. "What’s up?" I take a breath, “You won’t believe what just happened.” “Tell me!” She sounds breathless, excited. “I won the lottery.” Silence. Then, her voice trembles, “Are you serious?” “Dead serious,” I reply, my heart racing. “But there’s more.” “What more?” “You remember Matt?” Her gasp is audible. “Your ex? What about him?” “I’m going to make him regret every single thing he did to me.” My voice drips with vengeance. ...
honestly, just found out about this 8th pay commission salary hike and—my entire work life flashed before my eyes. remember the time my co-worker dated someone from another department and I mentally planned their wedding for 6 months—turns out they just broke up, so now I’m left feeling more stressed about fictional love lives than my actual paycheck. and yet here I am, obsessively watching online...