random prompts

  1.  you're alone and cold in your bedroom, the fan whirring as fast as it could go as it usually did. there's three tabs open in your laptop, one playing music that you've never heard before in a language you don't understand, but the melody is quite nice so you don't bother changing it. in the kitchen, someone tinkers with glassware and fills a cup with water. your eyes flutter, torn between staying awake and succumbing to sleep. the song changes to another song, the artist's voice raw and emotional as they pour their all into their art. you listen mindlessly, and before you know there's darkness.
  2. the dinner table is empty. your family is asleep, retired to their respective rooms with the late hour, but you're restless and anxious for something to happen. your reflection is dull and unclear in the scratched marble of the table, and your hands draw meaningless symbols as you lose yourself in your thoughts.
  3. when you lock eyes with a girl across the street, who sports the face of someone you failed to save, who haunts your nights with i dont want to die i dont want to die help me please your heart does a painful lurch and your lunch threatens to come back up. you tear your eyes away and pray for a taxi to arrive soon.
  4. tapping away on your phone, you don't notice when someone takes a seat next to you so absorbed you were. the stranger clears his throat. your eyes briefly flickers his way and there's a smile and oh.
  5. giggling, you reply to the silly message your best friend sent you with a picture of them making a judgemental expression. your friend's fiery response doesn't disappoint you as they rage about how you managed to get your hands on that particular photo.
  6. sometimes, the nights are colder and you wish you were still with someone. those nights, your heart feels heavy but your feet are light and you take long walks around the neighborhood, nothing but your wallet, phone and a can of pepper spray on your person.

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