Aged Wine :: 100 Word Story


A cup of straight coffee for the lonesome night.

It was a perfect treat for a crying soul – feeding the tainted self with a darker substance.

“Coffee for the night?” Accompanied by his smug look.

I raised my brow. “Drink your wine – it’s aged.”

The click of his tongue against his teeth made me grit my teeth. Its sound came to me as if he was doing the infidelity again – serving me to the police for a crime I did not commit.

He choked. “What is…”

An earsplitting blow onto the floor.

It was the most gratifying evening I had.


Thank you for reading this story. If you want to talk about random things with me, do not hesitate to reach me through my “Contact” page. All the best love, my dear.

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