Cupid's Chat Room

Back in the apartment, 10 minutes had gone by. The girl was a nervous wreck. Her anxiety had forced her brain into tumultuous tangents all leading to the worst possible scenarios. By this time, her brain had settled on the fact she was probably going to be removed from the chat room permanently on top of getting yelled at. She really enjoyed this chat room. The people were always so lovely. Her eyes were closed as she clutched her head. She heard that tell tale ding, and her breath caught in her throat. She couldn't force herself to look at it. Maybe if she just ignored it, it would go away. She sat there for a couple of minutes. But there was only the one ding. She finally managed to drum up enough courage to slowly peak at the screen between her fingers. What she saw left her stunned. After a moment she pulled her hands away from her face. Closed her eyes. Rubbed them, then reopened them and looked at the screen. There was only a short message on the screen. It read "Hi, please

"Ma'am, are you ok??" he asks again seeing the look on her face. Amy stares at his face, a slight blush coming to her cheeks. She cant form the words and she stutters a little. "ye Ye Yes, I am mm fi fine" she finally manages to get out taking his offered hand. It was warm, slightly rough in texture, and didnt move even when she put her whole body weight on it to pull herself up. She reached her feet and stumbled in the heels falling into his chest. The man catches her "Well gee, not that I don appreciate the attention, but we just met" he chides with a grin showing pearly white teeth. Amy cant focus, her brain suddenly registering the fact she had been running, and must be sweating. Oh no I must stink! she thought, quickly pulling the perfume out. She tries to spray it on herself quickly. However she did not pay attention to the direction of the nozzle. Two spritzes later, and the mans eyes were burning and red "Ahhhhhhhhhhh" he shouts and everyone looks over at the two. She is

Amy began to get worried. She would see him again, right? She walked to work, then up to her cubicle. Still no sign of Eli anywhere. As the hours ticked by, she ignored even the emails coming to her. Worry began to knit her brows. Was that all she got? A couple of brief moments of happiness? Lunch came and went. Still not even a sign of him. Her spirits were falling fast. By the time 3pm rolled around. She was almost manic. She had thought she missed the only opportunity she would ever have. And instead of getting his number she ran back to work. She hated herself. She hated her job. She began to get angry. "If I didn't have this demanding unforgiving job…." She cursed in her heart. At this moment Steve waddled over to her. Before he could even open his fat repulsive lips she snapped at him. "What do you want Steve? I am busy!" Steve was not used to this from her. That cold attitude, that seductive business suit. He felt himself starting to sweat. He pulled at the collar o

Cupid was looking through the list of names in the chat room. He was glancing back and forth at a magic camera screen. He watched as Amy and Eli disappeared into her apartment, lips locked together. "Well, I do not think I will need to worry about them any longer" as he felt the mark of fate disappear as the new lines of fate were sealed.Cupid was watching the chat room now, sending the camera on Amy away. He was not a voyer, at least not today. He went back to sipping his small fruity drink that was inside a cut open coconut.Cupid would occasionally chat in the room, just so people knew he was not a bot. While sending out one of his usual messages to someone, he noticed a name he had been seeing lately.The name of this use for dyeingforlove.Cupid watched the name for a bit.This user was extremely active. Like too active. He would join in every conversation, and message every person. Cupid was fairly sure it was a He, it had a blue name, and was listed as male. Though with things