Opening the fridge, she saw the cheesecake frowning and the diet soda smirking at her.
Opening the fridge, he remembered how long it had been since he lost the job. The expired cans and egg shells and an almost empty trays smelled of stinky poverty he had fallen into.
Originally written for the Terribly Tiny Tales.
~ © 2016 Shruthi Jothsana ~