- Reads 226
- Votes 52
- Parts 13
- Time 13m
Ongoing, First published Dec 27, 2016
~ Adhira means restless.
Varya means valuable.
~ Adhira is naive.
Varya is irksome.
~ Adhira thinks she is crazy.
Varya thinks she is worthless.
~ Adhira thinks Varya is unique.
Varya thinks Adhira is loveable.
~ Adhira is fire.
Varya is ice.
They were never meant to be together. They were never meant to be like the way they were. If they ended up together, one would easily vaporize the other. Then how did they fit in so well together? How did they even become friends? When did this happen? None of them knew.
"You're like the apple to my pie." Adhira said smiling.
Varya returned the smile and said, "nope. We are like partners in a crime. Friends in even worse of time."
Highest rank #195 in short story.All Rights ReservedTable of contents
- [introduction]Sat, Dec 31, 2016
- PART ISat, Dec 31, 2016
- TO SHINE LIKE A STARSat, Dec 31, 2016
- WHO I WAS, WHO I WANTED TO BETue, Jan 3, 2017
- I N F E R I O RTue, Jan 3, 2017
- SMALL HELLO, QUIET GOODBYESun, Jan 15, 2017
- WALKING HOMETue, Jan 31, 2017
- A N I M ETue, Jan 31, 2017
- Random RubbishThu, Feb 16, 2017
- LUNCH E-S-C-A-P-A-D-E: THE PLANFri, Apr 7, 2017
- LUNCH E-S-C-A-P-A-D-E: EXECUTIONFri, Apr 7, 2017
- YOU CAN STOP BEING MY FRIEND IF YOU WANTFri, Apr 7, 2017
- PART IIFri, May 12, 2017
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