The Strange and Mundane World of Molly Cule

Ok, just a quick snippet. I had no idea what to make of the word of the day but for some reason I had a flash of inspiration when I was in the shower just before, and that flash of inspiration was: stalker.

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The Refresher

I press refresh again. He’ll message soon, I can feel it. He’ll be reading what I’ve written and he’ll know it’s about him. He’ll know, and he’ll say something. He’ll ask me, in a few minutes, I just know it. So I refresh once more.

Nothing. Not yet. Is it premature to change my relationship status to ‘taken’? He’s probably reading over what he’s written before pressing submit. He’ll be checking for spelling mistakes, making sure what he’s written makes sense. He’s probably making sure he doesn’t offend me, worried that what he’s writing will sound too sappy or too forward or too sleazy. But I know it’ll be perfect. I’ve been waiting for this for such a long time. I’ve been watching him, tracking his every move online, befriending his friends, liking what he likes, being exactly what he wants me to be because the only thing I want in life is for him to love me. And I know he does. It’s just taken him a while to realise, but I made him realise and now, now it’s all working out. He’s just working on his reply now. He can’t resist me. I know it.

I press refresh again, waiting for his response.