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Anything Can Happen
Daphne Jane Donnelly slapped the snooze button for the umpteenth time just as soon as the alarm went off, all for another 60 seconds of sweet, sleepy bliss. A risky move, to be sure, but one she was more than willing to make, for she was at her wits end with her daily life. Her soul-sucking and mind-killing corporate job can go straight to hell for all she cared. Bills and debts be damned.
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I stand waiting, watching the glowing numbers count down, anticipating the sharp dinging sound of the old microwave. It shall soon alert me that the frozen meatballs, mashed potatoes and carrots I've been heating through are now ready for consumption.
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I stood there, too warm from the alcohol to feel the cold March air, a cigarette between my fingers. “You know what Ange, you’re being an asshole. I’m leaving,” Lia stared, waiting for me to stop her. It was 2009, the night of my twentieth birthday, and Lia had been in a mood long before we got to the bar. “Cool. You’ve been anti-social all night. I don’t know why you came if this is how you were going to be,” I waved the smoke as I spoke. I knew she hated when I smoked. “You didn’t wait for me to finish my Starbucks before we went in!” “I wasn’t going to let all our friends, who came here together with me, WITHOUT an unnecessary frappucino, go in without me when the room was booked in my name. You came in and sat at the opposite end of the table as me, with people you don’t even speak to, and just stared off into space all night. You could have stayed home.” I put my hand to my mouth, ready to take a long drag.
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M.A. Chidambaram Stadium, fondly known as Chepauk Stadium, boasts a rich cricketing history. Located in Chennai, India, it has witnessed multitudinous iconic moments. From Sachin Tendulkar's record- breaking centuries to dramatic last- over homestretches, the colosseum has been a stage for cricketing brilliance. Notable matches include India's thrilling palms in the 2011 Cricket World Cup, and IPL matches featuring Chennai Super lords, stirring the crowd with stimulating performances. With its passionate suckers, unique atmosphere, and memorable matches,M.A. Chidambaram Stadium remains a deified destination for justice suckers worldwide.
vinoth kumarPublished 23 days ago in Fiction- Content Warning
Multiple Personality Disorder
⚠️WARNING⚠️ This story contains scenes that may be triggering or traumatizing for some readers. I ask for reader discretion in enjoying this story.
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