Title: Just Another Morning in the Office
Word Count: 98
Note: Original non-fic written for prompt 433 at prompt_a_day.

Complete silence pervades my office -- there's no sound except the my computer humming and my fingers tip-tapping across the keyboard. And, for once, it's actually soothing.

You see, there was a blaring fire alarm this morning -- before most people got into the office in fact. It pierced the air with its high-pitched squealing. So, for now, the silence is, if nothing else, tolerable.

Oh wait, the silence was just punctuated by someone in the bathroom, flushing the toilet. Paper-thin walls and my office location have once again conspired to ruin my much-beloved silence this morning...

Title: Ashamed
Word Count: 69
Note: This was written for the all_unwritten prompt, "ashamed."

She loathed this feeling; it was seemingly unbearable. She gasped for air, crying to no one in particular, words bubbling incoherently from her lips. He watched her suffering in silence, saw the realization manifest.

She was finally ashamed of her love for him -- what it drove her to do, to think, to want. This time, it had to end. She couldn't continue like this; it was breaking her.

Title: The End of Love
Word Count: 134
Note: This is in response to the all_unwritten prompt, "the end of love."

( She hated this feeling -- the dread that accompanied the realization that he would never return her love. )

Title: The Deadline Approached
Word Count: 95
Note: In response to the prompt_a_day prompt, "the deadline approached."

The deadline approached and, yet, she couldn't bring herself to work on the project. One could have simply said she was unmotivated, but it was so much more than that.

It was a dissatisfaction with where her life was, disillusionment with what kind of work she did, and listlessness prompted by the humid and languid summer heat. It wasn't just hard to get work done right now, in her current state of mind; it was nearly impossible.

And so, the papers stacked as her mind ran farther and farther away from the tasks at hand.

Title: Denial
Word Count: 144
Note: My first Vampire Knight fanfic. This is in response to the latest developments in the series as the manga-ka is on hiatus until September. SPOILERS!

( To be honest, Yuki had never looked less cute, less pretty. )

Title: He Lied
Word Count: 121
Note: Written for the all_unwritten prompt, "he lied."

( The young woman sat there... )

Title: Forever is an Awfully Long Time
Word Count: 96
Note: Written for the all_unwritten prompt, "Forever is an awfully long time."

After watching the movie, one lone quote from the film stuck in Jeanne's mind:

"For-ev-er, for-ev-er, for-ev-er..."

It rang in her mind like a bad memory for the week thereafter, like a skipping CD or a stuck video. She'd find herself mouthing the words during especially powerful bouts of contemplation, like when she did her math homework, or when she was completing perfectly mindless tasks, like putting away the dishes. It was annoying really.

So, it was with much deliberation one day that she realized, out loud no less, that "Forever is an awfully long time."

Title: Waiting
Word Count: 129
Note: Written for the all_unwritten prompt, "This time there was nothing to do but wait."

( She was never good at waiting... )

Title: Tomorrow
Word Count: 128
Note: Written for the all_unwritten prompt, "tomorrow."

( While her companions slept peacefully... )

Title: All in Love
Word Count: 149
Note: Written for the katara_zuko prompt, "We were all in love and we all got hurt." This was the first idea that came to mind when I eyed the prompt.

( She stood there over his lifeless body... )

Title: The Future was Written
Word Count: 80
Note: Written for the prompt_a_day prompt, "the future was written."

( If the past was written on the temple's walls... )

Title: Three Little Words
Word Count: 122
Note: Written for the all_unwritten prompt, "three little words."

( Wait for me! )

Title: Beast
Word Count: 86
Note: Written for the prompt_a_day prompt: He who makes himself a beast takes away the pain of being a man.

( Being half-human and half-demon had always left him on the fringes of both societies... )

Title: He'd Never Seen the Ocean
Word Count: 118
Note: Written for the [Bad username: all_unwritten"] prompt, "he'd never seen the ocean."

( To be honest, he'd never seen the ocean. )

Title: Signs
Word Count: 128
Note: Written for the all_unwritten prompt, "signs."

( How had she not noticed it sooner? )

Title: A Bitter Cold
Word Count: 91
Note: Written for the prompt_a_day prompt, "a bitter cold."

( A bitter cold enveloped her heart... )

Title: Wishful Thinking
Word Count: 141
Note: Written for the all_unwritten prompt, "wishful thinking." Based off of yesterday's freak winter storm -- snow fell at elevations below 2,000 feet!

( She stares out the window, hoping that the chilling rain will end soon... )

Title: Love Is
Word Count: 41

Love is laughing together without reason and without embarrassment, sharing silences that are no longer awkward, crying without remorse, knowing that someone's there no matter what, and hoping to grow old together. Or, at least, that's why I love my husband...

Title: The Crowd Was Dead
Word Count: 143
Note: Written for the prompt_a_day prompt, "the crowd was dead."

( She stood there, stock-still under the glare of the stage lights. )

Title: Candy Hearts
Word Count: 157
Note: Written for the all_unwritten prompt, "candy hearts." I think a little of my own cynicism about the heavily commercialized holiday snuck into my response to this prompt. Here's to eating "the good stuff"!

( Jeanette rolled her eyes at the stack of flimsy paper cards collecting on her desk. )