Denjixoc Stories

"𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝑳𝑰𝑽𝑬, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝑭𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝑾𝑰𝑵." --- - 𝑰𝑵 𝑾𝑯𝑰𝑪𝑯 | 𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙢𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙤 𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙮. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙎𝙤 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥 𝙤𝙪𝙩? 𝙃𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙣 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡 𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚'𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙢. 𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙢𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙜𝙤 𝙞𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙢𝙨. 𝘽𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙮𝙚 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙬𝙤.

Dear Diary, My shift today ran for nine hours in front of house, yet it felt like two. A boy in ragged formal wear and a mess of yellowish hair has started to become a regular, though he does more talking than sipping on whatever drink I had suggested that day. He makes me laugh. His stories of massive fights and impossible battles amuse me. Every now and then, he slips in a "did I already say that?" or "I think I'm rambling." Those little moments drive me crazy, and I don't I've laughed harder a day in my life. Though I'm not sure whether it's the strain in my voice or the fast thump in my chest that gives away something about this man had me fall for him.