Meetcute Stories

The black plastic trash bag arced through the air before crashing into the battered green dumpster. Kevin lazily made his way back to the old two story brick building that held Larry's Cafe. His phone chimed as he received a text message. He stopped near the kitchen door and leaned against the wall, the rough brick against his back. Kevin pulled out his phone and thumbed open the screen as he listened to Carlos singing so...