"Why do you like me then?" She is so adorable. With her too long bangs, and lipstick that's never quite perfect.
"Because you're like a potato."
He never quite anticipated the cold Pepsi thrown on his face.
It hurt.
Her tears. Her curses. Her cryptic Facebook Statuses. Her rants to her friends.
"He compared me to a tuber. A fucking potato!"
He sighed as he dipped his fries in chilli.
...but I love potatoes.
Note:
Word Count: 74
Woohoo! Next target would be something under 50. Hmm. Maybe. Inspired by my love for this tuber. Potato=Life.
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