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Is this a Love Story?
#WritcoStoryPrompt93
Days that seemed to go on forever, and times when you couldn't find someone to talk to. Come up with a tale to go along with it.
This story starts on a cold humid night following a clerk at a gas station.
The man stood leaned over by the store entrance smoking a cigarette, all the while he was going over everything that had went wrong in his life just in these past couple of months. Life, which was once so full of wonder and joy, now was so empty and felt hollow without any real meaning. He continously pushed himself through each day knowing that one day soon he would be out of there, away from this dead end job, and on his way to a better life, or so he hoped.
Each customer became a different blur, and he thought to himself,
"I will never find another girl that I will fall desperately for, that would be a mistake."
In that same moment he raised his eyes to the next customer, and fell into a trance. To call her gorgeous would be lacking the proper vocabulary. This woman was angelic, she had magical long black hair, deep dark piercing brown eyes that could stop a freight train dead in it's tracks, and beautiful pale white skin.
"Hi, can I get a pack of American Spirits light blue?" She asked so modestly, as she slightly tilted her head and cracked a smile
Suddenly he realized he's been staring at her for way too long already.
"Yes! Of course" He blurted out with a momentary shake of his head, but as he did he could feel his face getting hot and his face began to blush a beet red color.
He quickly grabbed her cigarettes and rang her up. On her way out, and with his head still feeling heavy with butterflies, she looked back with a smile and waved him goodbye.
The next couple of...
Days that seemed to go on forever, and times when you couldn't find someone to talk to. Come up with a tale to go along with it.
This story starts on a cold humid night following a clerk at a gas station.
The man stood leaned over by the store entrance smoking a cigarette, all the while he was going over everything that had went wrong in his life just in these past couple of months. Life, which was once so full of wonder and joy, now was so empty and felt hollow without any real meaning. He continously pushed himself through each day knowing that one day soon he would be out of there, away from this dead end job, and on his way to a better life, or so he hoped.
Each customer became a different blur, and he thought to himself,
"I will never find another girl that I will fall desperately for, that would be a mistake."
In that same moment he raised his eyes to the next customer, and fell into a trance. To call her gorgeous would be lacking the proper vocabulary. This woman was angelic, she had magical long black hair, deep dark piercing brown eyes that could stop a freight train dead in it's tracks, and beautiful pale white skin.
"Hi, can I get a pack of American Spirits light blue?" She asked so modestly, as she slightly tilted her head and cracked a smile
Suddenly he realized he's been staring at her for way too long already.
"Yes! Of course" He blurted out with a momentary shake of his head, but as he did he could feel his face getting hot and his face began to blush a beet red color.
He quickly grabbed her cigarettes and rang her up. On her way out, and with his head still feeling heavy with butterflies, she looked back with a smile and waved him goodbye.
The next couple of...
