Midnight Office

"On Christmas Eve, the wannabe nun gets hate-fucked against the frosted window."

Three days before Christmas, snow was about to fall in thick curtains over the sleeping suburb.Inside her sister’s house, everything smelled of fresh pine, cinnamon, and the mulled wine forgotten on the coffee table. Christmas lights blinked red-green-gold, throwing dancing...

Say Please

"A promise made by sin wearing skin: say please, and he’d give me everything I was never supposed to want."

I’d spent the day biting my tongue through workshops on “ethical marketing strategies”. The kind peddled by suits who’d probably covered up three patient deaths before breakfast, then green-lit a stock buyback the moment the quarterly projections looked ripe enough...

Sage descended the stairs with her luggage loosely packed with everything she needed for the night. She wore her most comfortable set of sweatpants with her softest pink sweater.“Going somewhere?” Maxwell was making sandwiches in the kitchen with a sour...

I’d lost her at some point during the party. The place was full of her work friends. I’d been in the kitchen talking to one of her colleagues about football when I realised I hadn’t seen her in ages. I...

The Fight

"The one that ends it"

She walks through the door with attitude written all over her face. ‘Fuck,’ I think, letting out an unimpressed sigh and go back to drinking and watching the game. I’m tipsy, I had a bad day and don’t need her...