A Draw (55 Fiction)

As I got to the door I saw her in the corner of my eye. Her on the phone and two bowls of ramen on the table. No partner.

My appetite for ramen versus my desire to never see her enjoy herself again.

I decided to come back in an hour. Call it a draw.

(Can I just say that 55 Fiction, pieces of fiction in 55 words or less, is super hard and I may never do it again. It is an interesting challenge though.)


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