Story Name: "My One-Night Stand Is My New CEO—And He Doesn't Remember Me" Part 3 of 5 The elevator dings, and I step out, my legs feeling like jelly. I look around, desperate for a distraction, but there he is—my one-night stand, my new CEO, looking like a vision in that tailored suit. My breath catches in my throat. Does he feel the electricity too? “Ah, you must be the new assistant,” he says...
it’s 3am and i just realized my sibling is not only the favorite, but also a secret gourmet chef. i found out they whipped up a five-course meal for the family last week. meanwhile, i was over here contemplating if toast counts as a culinary achievement. they are plating duck confit while i microwave leftovers for the third night in a row— i never stood a chance.
wait, found old texts from a friend when they actually used to care. like, they said things like "I hope you have the best day" and "can’t wait to hang out." now it’s just me sending them random memes and getting left on read. im literally throwing a solo pity party with snack options.
wait, found old texts from a friend when they actually used to care. like, they said things like "I hope you have the best day" and "can’t wait to hang out." now it’s just me sending them random memes and getting left on read. im literally throwing a solo pity party with snack options.
i quit my stable job for my passion like it was a bad relationship. then i saw that sushma rao got married and it hit me, do i need a stable relationship instead? now i'm sitting here with a blank canvas and realizing i don't even have a consistent coffee order anymore. can i manifest a steady paycheck with my daily affirmations, or am i destined for ramen? #SushmaRao #ExistentialCrisis