5 Sentence Story




Doug stumbled downstairs with a grumbling stomach, opened the fridge and was met with emptiness except for a plate of brussels sprouts.

“Gross”, he said, as he turned on his heel back upstairs, but caught a reflection of himself in the window.

He glanced down and gripped a fistful of his stomach, held it there for a while, and swung open the fridge.

Yes there was a half eaten burrito in the corner, maybe even skim milk and colorful cereal, but Doug took the plate and unwrapped the saranwrap with his fingers.

“These aren’t that bad”, he said and dashed upstairs with the plate.


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