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The slurpee sighed.  It had been such a long day, sitting in the machine at the local 7/11, waiting for someone to come and find her, someone to love her.  She had given up hope that anyone would come to buy her.  The store was about to close, and she would have another lonely night by herself in the slurpee machine.

Suddenly, the machine turned on.  Slurpee was confused.  What could be happening?  Was the owner tired of her, just wanting to get rid of her finally, without ever getting to fill a loving mouth?  Much to Slurpee’s surprise, she found herself now sitting in a plastic cup, and being handed to a smiling, happy customer.

Slurpee would always remember the day she met Amanda.  Her hair was a beautiful sandy brown, very short, her face unbelievably cheerful just at the sight of Slurpee.  Of course, Slurpee had met Amanda many times before, in her past lives as a Slurpee.  Slurpee had been forced, through abominable spoons and straws, to enter other mouths, but none were so caring as Amanda’s.  Finally remembering the many past lives she had spent with Amanda, Slurpee began to melt with joy, although she tried to compose herself because she knew Amanda wanted a cold slurpee.

Before Slurpee knew it, she was in the comforting silence and intimate space of Amanda’s bedroom.  As Amanda spooned Slurpee into her mouth, Slurpee was filled with the joy and relief of emptying herself.  Amanda delicately placed Slurpee in her mouth, each cold breath being deliciously refreshing.

The time seemed to last forever, but of course, all good things come to an end.  Slurpee was all gone.  Amanda looked at the empty cup longingly.  Slurpee gurgled around in her stomach, as Slurpee hated seeing Amanda sad, and wanted to remind her…

Slurpee wanted to remind her that as long as 7/11 existed, they would be together, anxiously awaiting their next meeting.

(i’m sorry I hope that wasn’t too bizarre) 

(Source: the-little-pandabear-at-221b)