Waiting for Eloise seemed like patiently waiting for the next season of your favourite show: slow, but with full anticipation.
'Why do I want to cry? Has loneliness become too much? God, I'm so bored I think I can die.'
Being in a place where time and place is basically nonexistent, it's hard to survive.
You don't have any shelter, water, food-
As I was thinking of this, my stomach grumbled quite loudly. "Wow, I'm...hungry."
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After what seemed as years and years of standing by, my only companion in this white void came back once again.
"Hello." I greeted, standing up from the place.
Eloise grinned, "Greetings...I brought you something." She replied, cocking her head to the side to look at something behind me.
It was a chair and table, ontop of it, there was papers and pens. "Oh my goodness, thank you." I said with a relieved sigh, finally, something to do in this place.
"You're hungry." Eloise pointed out, "How'd you know?"
"I can know every single thing about you if I wanted to. But I decided to get to know you through socializing." She answered, sitting on a chair that suddenly appeared, also pulling out a menu from thin air.
I was astonished, "What are you doing standing around? Take a seat." Eloise said as a lit candle practically 'grew' on the center of the table.
"You never told me you could summon things out of nothing," I informed her, pulling my chair closer to the table.
She chuckled, "There's a lot you don't know about me." A plate of lasagna and a glass full of wine were put on the table, one for the each of us.
I looked down on the glass of red liquid, "I...Don't really take wine- sorry."
"No problem. I just wanted to test it out. I'll get you a glass of water, just how you like it." Eloise replied, tapping her fingers on the wooden table, making the wine into water.
"That was like...reverse Jesus." I said with a small laugh, cutting my dish with the provided knife and fork. "Who's he?" Eloise asked, smiling sweetly while picking up her glass of liquor, swirling the liquid around inside. "Ah- hard to explain," I answered
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[A/N]: don't worry, i'll continue this candlelit dinner thing happening in the next chapter.
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Ficción General/Made from writing prompt/ "You appear in an infinite white room with nothing but yourself and a piece of paper saying: 'YOU HAVE BEEN BEEN BANNED FROM EXISTENCE'."
