Short girl Stories

"Did you remember to pick up the drain brush?" Of course you did; how could you not? Natasha's been nagging you about it for three days now. "Well it's not my fault the bath is clogged. Blame Yyvnn; it's her feathers that keep jamming the damn thing." Yyvnn wasn't the one that's been using the bath plughole as a personal biohazard disposal chute. "Okay first off, they're not biohazards; just some failed alkahests. I thoug...

It was nearly 1:00 am when I found myself stood alone on the platform. I took a deep inhale of my cigarette, holding it for a moment before exhaling slowly into the cold air. The smoke floated out above the tracks and was blown away as the train came screeching into the station. I staggered and stepped back. In my half-drunk state, I hadn't noticed the train's approach. I took another quick pull of my cigarette before fli...