#WritcoStoryPrompt86
"The Influence of Love." What exactly does that imply to you?
Write a story on it.

In a city full of people, buildings, and cars, today seemed silent.
The streets were filled but it was quiet.
I, Floria Hansburg, find it quite disgusting that in February, all these couples are holding hands and kissing. I already feel like throwing up.

I hate it when February comes around. My siblings, other family, and friends always say:
"Where's your boyfriend?"
"Why don't you have one?"
"She's saving the boys from dying because of how ugly she is"
"Let me get a date for you and...