24/7 at the 7/11
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Last published Fri, Nov 14, 2025
In the quiet corners of the city that never sleeps, Lorraine, a college psychology student, finds herself trapped in a life she can't escape - living under the same roof as her abusive mother and controlling stepfather. Shy, withdrawn, and carrying the heavy weight of a broken family, she spends her nights wandering to the nearby 7/11 - the only place that feels safe, open, and constant.
There, she meets Eli, a warm, talkative cashier whose easy smiles and late-night jokes stand in sharp contrast to the darkness she hides within. At first, she keeps her distance, afraid of connection. But night after night, as coffee cups are refilled and conversations grow deeper, their small encounters begin to heal wounds neither of them knew how to face.
24/7 at the 7/11 is a quiet, heartfelt story about two lonely souls finding comfort in routine, safety in each other's presence, and the courage to face the world outside the store's fluorescent lights.
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