My imaginary life 01
A stupid story I’m writing on and off. Enjoy. Or not.
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It’s a Saturday. Shahrizal is moving into his new apartment. Josephine, his new next door neighbour has just arrived back home and notices Shah’s front door open and couple of boxes outside. She moves towards the open door and peers in slowly.
Jo: Hello?
Shah appears in the doorway.
Shah: Hi.
Jo: Just moved in?
Shah looks over his shoulder to all the boxes laid out in his living room and then turns back to her.
Shah: No, I have a cardboard fetish.
Jo looks slightly embarrassed.
Jo: I live next door.
Shah studies her face carefully.
Shah: You’re cute.
Jo: *blink*
Shah: You wanna help me unpack?
Jo: *blink*
Shah: I take it back.
Jo: No, I’ll help you.
Shah: I meant about you being cute. I take it back.
Jo: *blink*
Shah: You don’t say much, do you? What’s your name?
Jo: Oh.. Josephine.
Shah: Hand me that box, would you Josephine?
Jo: Hmm? Ok. What about you?
Jo picks up one of the boxes sitting next to her and hands it Shah.
Shah: Thanks. What about me?
Jo: Your name.
Shah: Shahrizal, but everyone calls me Shah.
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Az October 11th, 2005 at 11:54:34 pm
Maybe i should just change my name to something else. To make it more believable. Hah.