I worked as a waitress at the bar. I always met a cute guy, or two. Nothing much. Then, I met this one guy. He wasn't like the others. He came every Saturday with this girl. I was jealous of her. I was their normal waitress. I always served them. This time, I went for their orders and he joked saying that if she was on the menu, he'd order her. She giggled at the thought of that then went to the restroom. he finished up the order and i served him a couple minutes after. "I don't remember this being on the menu. What is this?" He asked. "Sometimes dreams become reality." I respond with a small chuckle.
"Maybe don't joke about having her on the menu. You know, dreams can become a reality."
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May I Tell You A Story?
HorrorThis book is packed with multiple short horror stories from the back of Illiana, Ria and Imni's head. Just a reminder, maybe don't read in the dark? These are mainly first person, because none of us know how to write in any other perspective. At lea...
