His mouth was parched and craving juice. Peach, mango, orange, to be precise. He opened the fridge, knowing full well the odds were stacked against him. Sure enough, a single carton waited on the shelf. But misery overtook his joy when he picked it up and discovered it was empty.
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Very Short Stories & Drabbles
Short StoryA collection of very short stories, microfictions, and drabbles from all themes and genres. Posted weekly!
