Cranberry

She keep stirring her glass of cranberry juice. Ice has start melting. Occasionally she will reach for the cold fries. Somehow munching away the almost stale fries make her feel safe. It’s the only thing that she could do to feel comfortable in this most awkward moment. His stare pierce through her. Cold.

“so, you’ve decided then?”

She keep on stirring. Nothing came out of her mouth. She slowly nod.

He pick up his glass and drank his cranberry juice. Just briefly. Just a little bit.

Silent.

Ice have melted completely. Cranberry juice has lost it tastiness.

She wishes that time will quickly pass while he wishes otherwise..

 

 

 

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