*Texting*
He: ❤❤
She: "Ew. Stop being so gay."
He: "You know what today is, right?"
He: "Will you be my Valentine?"
She: "Lol. Astaghfars bruh."
She: "Ayat-ul-kursi parho, aur so jao." (Read Ayat-ul-kursi prayer, and go to sleep)
He: "..."
He: "So that's a no?"
She: "O__O"
She: "You weren't serious were you?"
He: "..."
He: "You'll never know."
She: "Oh God this is gonna kill me..."
He: "The guilt of breaking my heart?"
She: "The curiosity."
She: "I'm part cat. Twice removed from my mother's side...."
Author's Note:
Word Count: 89
Inspired by the awkwardness of the unknown. And Schrödinger's cat.
(Photo: Self-portrait by Rachel Baran)
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