Kind Of

KWe sit in his childhood bed with the lights off.

“We break up, we get married, or we die, okay?” I reply. “That’s how all relationships end. So if we break up, well, at least that’s better than death.”

He sighs.

“Kind of morbid, don’t you think?”

“No,” I say. “Kind of optimistic.”

This post is part of the A-Z Challenge. My theme is April Scribble, which includes microfiction, small vignettes, and poetry.

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