GRUBHUB II

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5 years later.

        "Honey..?" I said, sitting up in bed and looking over to my husband. I hear no response, not even a snore, I pat down the side of the bed to see if he's there. Empty?

        I proceed to lean over the bed more to see the time on the clock. 4:00 AM. I sigh, retreating to my original spot and snatching my phone from the bedside table.

        I open up the GRUBHUB app, I order noodles once again. I suddenly remember the day me and my husband met, 5 years ago. I.. I ordered noodles and he showed up instead of the regular employee I always saw.. and then he said to me, 'the kind of grub..'

        My face flushes in a good manner. Love at first sight may not be real to some people, but to me, it was the most realistic thing that ever happened to me.

        After a few minutes, I start to think. Where is my  husband? Where is my  food?

        I decide to get up and walk to the kitchen, impatientence nagging me.

        At that moment, the doorbell rings. I open it, the ance-riddened teen- or are they a young adult now..? employee I usually see has a bag with the title, GRUBHUB on it. I smile at the bag, feeling hunger in my stomach.

       I give the man my money, and I take my grubhub noodles. "Thank you," I say to him. "You're welcome, Miss."

        It had been so long since I've had grubhub noodles, I usually eat homemade food or burgers from grubhub, or rice. Sometimes, tacos. I begin to wonder again, where is my husband..?

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