bored with this journal. again. you're shocked, aren't you?

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So now it's got a new theme. 55. I stole it from Num and it's a challenge to write a story, not a poem, in exactly 55 words.

How long this will last is definitely questionable.

Here goes:

55x1

"What will you do?"

She's just making conversation now.
He can sense her uncaring ease.
He shrugs.

"I don't think I'd tell you even if I knew."

But instead of being offended, she laughs.
And she means it. Her eyes glisten,
while the heart inside him darkens like a stormy sky.

She'd better take cover...