Another fifty-word flash fiction writing post composed for March. This piece is a brief story about new friendships, shyness, and cake.

Two Forks

She’s here again, drinking coffee with her friends. She gives me a smile, and I nod with a grin.

And as usual, they all laugh, so I walk away.

Lost typing words, someone sits at my table. I glance up from my laptop screen.

It’s her, with cake to share.

Words: 50.

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Litopia March Flash Fiction Competition

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