A Waffle House Romance

I met him at the Waffle House, which was even cooler than saying
I met him on the internet
He was cute
though for a moment as I was walking up
I wasn’t sure
He had stunning blue eyes
usually I go for brown
but he was all smiles and there was little awkwardness
I think I’d finally found my stride
not thinking twice about the fact I remembered nothing from his profile
He wore a sports jacket while I wore a slinky top
encouraging him to check out my rack—he did several times
I felt a rush of adrenaline
He kept smiling


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2 responses to “A Waffle House Romance”

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    jessiecarty

    i know a poet who wrote a whole series of waffle house poems. they are awesome, like this one 🙂

  2. Waffle house meetings, slinky tops, stunning blue eyes…hmmm sounds like a flash fiction to me. 🙂

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