Saturday Story 2024 – Week 36 (I Love You)
We have a new complete story on my Patreon. Synopsis below:
Judith and Patricia go to a carnival together, but when they get stuck inside a Ferris Wheel, and Patricia tells her friend she’s in love with her, things take a turn for the unexpected.
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A small excerpt is available below:
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.Judith followed her best friend Patricia through the gates of the carnival, wishing she was anywhere else but there. Multicolored tents with twinkling lights stretched out before them, and the air was thick with the scent of fried dough and cotton candy. If she were still a child, that would have felt like Heaven, but she was twenty-two, too old to still carry within her a sense of innocent wonder, and too young to consider herself a functioning adult. Finals were just around the corner, and she needed to study, but Patricia wanted to party, and when Patricia wanted something, it was almost impossible to turn her down.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Judith asked as she was being dragged around. “I should be studying right now.”
“Of course I am sure!” Patricia replied with a joyful cackle. “Studying? Pfft! Don’t be a buzzkill, girl! The books can wait a couple of hours.”
“If you say so…” Judith rolled her eyes. “But if this night out impacts my grades, you’ll never hear the end of it.”
Patricia immediately dismissed her concerns. “You’re one of the smartest people on campus. You’ll do great! Let’s go. It’s been too long since I’ve come to one of these and I want to see it all.”
Judith shook her head but allowed herself to be bossed around, thinking that the sooner she indulged Patricia the faster they would be out of there. It was a risky move, but it could work.
Walking side by side, the two women couldn’t be any more different. Judith stood tall and elegant, her long legs carrying her with grace as she tried to keep up with Patricia’s quick pace. Her light-brown hair fell over her shoulders in gentle waves and her big, round hazelnut eyes reflected the sparkling lights of the tents around them. Dressed in a simple white blouse and high-waisted black trousers, Judith appeared quite chic. A silver locket hung around her neck, an old heirloom that reminded her of her grandmother who had passed away last Summer.
On the other hand, Patricia was petite and lively, her short stature belying the energy that seemed to radiate from every pore. Her fiery red hair was cut into a pixie crop that framed her oval-shaped face, and she never stopped smiling even when she was confused or sad. She wore a fitted leather jacket adorned with colorful patches and ripped jeans that were splattered with paint stains. Her combat boots clacked against the pavement as she darted from one attraction to the next, her eyes wide with excitement.
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