Words Challenge Prompt Again
So this is just another answer to a prompt for words_challenge, I got first for the last one I did with birthdays, so I figured I'd take another shot. Just ignore if you wish, gotta post it here to enter.
Title: Not A Chance
Fandom (if any): Original Fiction
Rating: G
Word Count: Exactly 150
Prompt use (how you included this week's prompt): "A Chance Encounter?" Just..encountering someone on a regular basis. It's a fun concept, and I have no idea where it came from.
This came to 263 words when I first wrote it...it was painful to cut down. And I didn't want to do two 2nd person fics in a row, but it worked.
Not A Chance
You walk the same stretch of sidewalk everyday. It’s after you buy your bagel, before you reach the next block for coffee, that’s when you see him. You believe that he’s on the same path. He’s on his way to work, and like you he’s bound to a set of obligations waiting for him back home. Obligations of marriage, loyalty; obligations binding him to this routine that he walks. You imagine that like yourself, he wants to break this routine, but his mind catches him, reminding him of the destinations he has to reach. You imagine he sees you as well, and wants to acknowledge the relationship that you two unwittingly have, this chance encounter every day, stuck in this limbo of routine and time. You imagine speaking to him and leaving your obligations behind. But today, you walk the path, leading you the only place you know to go.
Title: Not A Chance
Fandom (if any): Original Fiction
Rating: G
Word Count: Exactly 150
Prompt use (how you included this week's prompt): "A Chance Encounter?" Just..encountering someone on a regular basis. It's a fun concept, and I have no idea where it came from.
This came to 263 words when I first wrote it...it was painful to cut down. And I didn't want to do two 2nd person fics in a row, but it worked.
Not A Chance
You walk the same stretch of sidewalk everyday. It’s after you buy your bagel, before you reach the next block for coffee, that’s when you see him. You believe that he’s on the same path. He’s on his way to work, and like you he’s bound to a set of obligations waiting for him back home. Obligations of marriage, loyalty; obligations binding him to this routine that he walks. You imagine that like yourself, he wants to break this routine, but his mind catches him, reminding him of the destinations he has to reach. You imagine he sees you as well, and wants to acknowledge the relationship that you two unwittingly have, this chance encounter every day, stuck in this limbo of routine and time. You imagine speaking to him and leaving your obligations behind. But today, you walk the path, leading you the only place you know to go.