Tisha X Scraps Novels & Stories

Tiffany was buried scrolling through the pages of different menu available when her tiny voice redeemed me. “Bianca, did you see the rice cakes, purple yam cakes and egg muffins? They are just the best, let's eat that !”. She declared happily with no worries "Hmm yeah and the braised shrimp and beef!”. I said softly and then checked through the cocktails pages. I saw the apple and mint with lime and a red blood strawberry and I struggled to choose between the two tasty cocktails when her voice came up as usual “I want the strawberry". She declared and I nodded saying me too.

Tiree grabbed and arranged bottles to show Skye the drink options, ensuring they clinked together. She would sneak glances at Talisha whenever possible. Talisha had already opened the closet and brought her basket close. She found the scissors among the folded clothes and slipped them into her apron pocket. Her heart raced, and her hands trembled. She clasped them together to steady herself. Skye chose the fruit juice, and Tiree served her. Throughout the meal, Tiree never stopped talking. She mentioned the food, saying the cook had made it tastier than ever. She complained about the spoiled weather and the gloominess it caused her spirit.

The shopkeeper smiles and says, "This is for use during periods." Shivam pays the bill and returns with the goods. He was still thinking about all this when they reached the theatre. Both of them go and sit on their chairs. Shivam checks his phone but there is no response from Tanisha yet. When the interval comes, they order snacks, so Tanya ordered dark chocolate ice cream. Shivam asks her, “You like butterscotch, right?” “Sometimes changing tastes also makes us happy,” Tanya said while eating ice cream.

Back in school, they had made a sport out of dropping passive-aggressive comments about Hazel’s humble background, her thrifted clothes, and her lack of a family trust fund. Chloe strutted over, eyes narrowed as she looked Hazel up and down. "Wow, it is you. What are you doing here? Did you get a job cleaning the offices or something?" Tanya giggled, leaning heavily against Romeo’s arm. "Oh, stop, Chloe. Maybe she's just taking a shortcut to the bus stop. You know how much she loves public transit." Romeo smirked, adjusting his cuffs while looking at Hazel with a patronizing pity. "Hey, if you're looking for a used sedan or something, Hazel, this isn't the spot. They don't even keep anything

That pancake was my lifeline after a blood sugar crash, a rare moment I hadn't starved myself to save every cent for him. He paused, softening. "I know you see me as a burden. I'll get discharged now." Fighting back my bitterness, I transferred him my last $1,200. "This is all I have left." It was the final thread of our bond, severed. I grabbed my bag and turned to leave, but laughter from the ward drilled into my ears. "Is she kidding?" Natalie scoffed. "Unless she coughs up 50 grand for my new necklace, she is just playing us."

he says, his tone sounding bright. I smile wide, snuggling against my pillow. “I am as well.” “Enough to be talking about it at work it seems,” he teases. I shrug, “I’m only human, and I can admit I’m excited about it.” “So am I,” he chimes. “So what are you doing now?” “I was eating my dinner and watching Schitt’s Creek.” “Oh, what episode?” “The one where Alexis has lice.” He chuckles, “I remember that one…Maybe we can video call and watch it together?”

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on the post. As if that casual, indifferent action could somehow hide the devastation roiling inside me. But before I could even gather my thoughts, my phone chimed with a ding. A new message popped up—it was from Jennifer. Confused, I opened it. It was a video. And there, clear as day on the screen, was Mike’s familiar yet increasingly unfamiliar handsome face. The timestamp showed it was from shortly after he returned to the country. In the video, a friend teased, “Mike, what do you think is the happiest thing in life?”

Alice. I stood up, shaky, and pushed away his hand that tried to help me. "It's too difficult to live without love. "At first, I had my parents' love. Then, I thought your love would be enough for me. "I was wrong. Trusting you cost me so much. "Don't come looking for me, Alexander. It's all over between us." The only sound left in the room was the steady ticking of the machines. I turned away and carefully put the irises into the vase by Mom's bed.

Tara should’ve gone home an hour ago. The cleaning staff had already left. The whole floor was dark, except for the soft glow of her desk lamp. She claimed she was working on the Anderson pitch deck. But the tabs open on her laptop said otherwise. One showed a live chat with her best friend, daring her to finally act out the fantasy they’d joked about for years. Another had an online store cart open vibrators, silk cuffs, a discreet clit sucker toy. And the third?