i remember our first date. it was hard trying to make my kitchen look romantic. i wasn't really a romantic guy back then, most of the things around my house were solid colors and minimalistic because of my ocd. i know it was so many years ago, but i remember that day so vividly. opening the door and seeing you in your pretty clothes with your pretty hair and pretty eyes. how could an angel like you be interested in someone like me. it didn't feel real. i wanted to stand there and just stare at you in awe. we talked for hours and hours. you told me about your family problems and i told you about my depression and anxiety. i never opened up to someone like that so quickly, but you made me feel comfortable. you made me feel like i could be me. i'll never forget that night.
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Disenchanted
RomanceSet in a pre-apocalyptic world, this short story goes through a collection of letters written by a man to his missing wife.
