Cassandra exits from
the dining hall through
black double doors
that leads to the
kitchen.
I sit patiently.
Who else will be
eating dinner
with me? Help support creative writers by finding and reading their stories on the original site.
This question is
the most potent
one yet.
The door to the
dining room opens
from behind me.
I glance back, mouth
going agape with
shock.
A male with white hair
neatly trimmed to his
shoulders and eyes
the color of red
enters the room.
He''s wearing a nice
black and fancy suit,
the bow tie is the same
color as his eyes.
"Hello, Miss Tsukino."