I step in the elevator and quickly press my floor button as I couldn't think of anything but my warm bed. It was a long tiring day. As the doors closes a small hand comes in between.
A beautiful girl enters, with possible the most elusive green eyes I have ever seen. She smiles as she shyly mutters her floor no. I press her button and realize that I have butterflies in my tummy.
Awkward silence ensues and sadly my floor arrives. I step out, try to say bye but end up muttering something indecipherable and as the door closes I realize I could possibly be letting my soul mate go without even trying.
I stare at the elevator door blankly wishing time itself had slowed down so I could spend more time with her and bask myself in her glory. I rest my hand on my lower abdomen, where the funny feeling seems to be fading and I quickly realize it was nothing more than gas.
Freelance Whales - Generator First Floor
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6 days ago
8 comments:
and here i thought you were going to be all romantic..
we humans blind ourselves with something menial and let something really amazing slip by...
humans honestly suck
That explains it, what happened earlier. You were holding that gas in for over a year
a perfect ending
lol thats cute but you should know the difference between gas and butterflies.
They dont taste the same!
I haven't felt like that in ages.
若對自己誠實,日積月累,就無法對別人不忠了。........................................
lol somehow, i was reminded of Harold and Kumar.
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