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In by Bunc on October 31, 2018 at 8:03 am

Duran Duran on the radio. A/C belching dumbly into the path of a ceiling fan.

Four strangers at a table, shifting their gaze nervously between each other and the café entrance.

One clicks her pen against an armrest.

“Maybe we just go ahead and get started?”

All four of these people have responded to the Writers Group ad, still pinned to the bulletin board across the room, two tabs left unripped.

Whoever posted the ad is no longer replying to text messages, and does not appear to have shown up.

Meanwhile, outside, two soulmates walk past each other without noticing.

  1. Slay me with the last line my dude!

  2. I’m so glad to have more Bunc writing in my life

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