Tag "Slice of life" - Works and Original stories

The three friends (actually, not only them) are trying to make some tasty stuff. Just a collector of short stories.

Peter made the biggest mistake in his life by texting to the wrong number.

Andrea humbled her interlocutor with a hard stare, but she couldn't get the expected result. Seeing that insolent smirk of Neela's, who visibly felt like a winner in their next game, her wanted to light more than just a cigarette. - So you don't want to answer anymore? - I did. Your problem if you don't have the intelligence to understand. - It's your problem if you're so hard of hearing, Andrea. I said, why do you hate me?

Everyone's favorite ship. Enjoy :*

“Do you remember that day back in November? When we celebrated your twentieth birthday, even though you had completely forgotten about it coming up. It was one of the happiest days in my life, Violin Girl.”

Karina: "I'm sorry. It was very stupid. I love you." To which I received an answer: Sergey: "Everything is fine. Roma and I will go to a restaurant after the performance. Don't wait for me. I'll be late." The message was emotionless, but the girl wasn't mad at him. In the end, it was her own fault. The evening walk is longer than usual. My legs are slightly buzzing, but Karina was walking late.

A first episode about a fictional Witches Wing written under spontaneous inspiration after watching "Strike Witches" anime. This episode is not the start of the whole imagined story, but it's fairly independent and can be read on its own. Whether the full story will be written is still unknown, it depends on a lot of things...

She sat down opposite him and put hands on his chest. The fingers were barely visible through the bulky feathered wings. It seemed to him that invisible claws were tearing flesh and bones, looking for a way to the very heart. There was a bleeding hole in her own chest that she intended to fill. Long blond hair that became like a mane of feathers fell over her shoulders, but for the first time he did not want to touch it.

House opposite. A landing, six flats and two windows. Two men fused together in one of them. By the windowsill, by the door, on the kitchen table. It was like madness. No matter how diligently Jeon averted his gaze — he kept bumping into only them. But the moment the curtains in his room were drawn and the sweaty, passionate silhouettes stopped flashing before his eyes, Jungkook realised with horror that he wasn't the one who had been watching them all this time. It was them watching him...

Victor was bored and he decided to take his two friends to visit Prague during Christmas celebrations, where they shared their funny moments, some fights and challenges.