Short Stories

A Nice "Conversation"

"Wait!" Barf Bag yelled, running in the direction Donut had ran from her. "What do you mean by, 'I'm sorry'?"

Donut ran into a dark alleyway.

"Donut?" Barf Bag called out.

Donut gulped. "Wh-What?"

"Why did you just leave like that?"

"Its just.. ugh." Donut rubbed his forehead. "I feel like I've done too much. Like, since you're lesbian and all, I feel like you get creeped out when I'm super nice to you. Cause I support you and all, but I can't help but feel like you dislike me or think I'm being a nuisance. You're such a huge inspiration and I don't want to have your disapproval." Barf Bag nodded and felt guilt slide up her back as Donut continued. "Its alright if you don't like me or you think I'm annoying. I respect it. Just please tell me. I'm bad at explaining my feelings." He sighed. "Do you think I'm annoying?"

Barf Bag had a crooked frown. "Of course not." She held out her arms. "I'm sorry if I made you feel that way." She hugged Donut.

Donut sighed. "Gee, thanks."

"Don't worry, I don't have an ice cold heart."

Donut smiled. "Well, I'll get going now. Thanks for everything." He hugged Barf Bag again.