A compilation of 2 quarantine short stories
Sugarless ✔
"Are you seriously staying in your pajamas all day?"
"Shut up, I'm procrastinating"
Love might knock on your door when you least expect.
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Once Upon a One Night Stand ✔ (discontinued)
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I wake up startled by a sound somewhere near me. Sitting up, I stay still, waiting to hear it again, but it never comes. I swallow hard and pull my duvet closer to me, looking around in my room for whatever might have fallen and made such a noise.
Sunlight shines through my window, slipping around my purple curtain and into the room. My bedroom is all dim shadows elongating the furniture, but I can't spot anything out of place. Perhaps I just imagined it.
I rub the sleepiness away and blink a few times, scanning my room once more. I'm almost convinced it was all on my head when I hear steps and my door opens.
Nina walks in, pushing the door with her back. She has a plate with a slice of the chocolate cake I baked last night in hand and a fork jabbed on top of it.
"Good morning, 5E!" She smiles, taking an enormous chunk of cake to her mouth.
I pull the sheets closer to me, staring at her like the crazy woman she is. I could yell and make a scene. It would've been the irrational action one should take on this kind of scenario. Instead, I watch her sit on the end of my bed.
"How did you get in?"
"That's how you greet people? Seriously? You need a class on manners." She rolls her eyes.
I take a big breath. She entered my house without permission, got herself a slice of my cake in my kitchen, and then came to my bedroom. Who let her?
"What are you doing here? How did you enter?" I ask again.
With a shrug, she fetches a bunch of keys out of her sweatpants pocket and waves them around. "Stole the keys from the doorman."
"You what?"
"Yeah. I'm supposed to water the neighbours' plants since they got stranded in another country, but I misplaced the keys. So I resorted to good old thievery. And today I wanted cake, and you didn't answer when I knocked, so I remembered I had the keys."
I should be shocked, but somehow I expected a way crazier explanation. Although the natural way of how she says all of this is bizarre enough.
"And you think it's okay to walk in on someone sleeping?"
She shrugs. "My mom, a very reasonable person, may I add, says I can do whatever I want and I don't own an explanation to anyone."
"Your mom is crazy," I reply automatically, but then I feel bad for what I just said. "No offence."
Nina laughs, walking from my bed to the window. She pulls the curtains away to let the sun in and sits on the windowsill. She looks dashing with the light coming from behind her.
"My dad says the same," she says with a smile. "Aunt Rita too. And uncle Gio."
"Well, if it is the whole family, maybe they're onto something. Just saying."
