Chick flicks, tragedies, heartbreaking anti-romances… She couldn’t get enough. Those faces on the screen, looming large, eyes, noses, mouths puckered in anguish, terrified: “Love me! Love me! I don’t want to be alone!”
Her hard drives were filled to the brim with her obsession. She was downloading torrents of tears.
This story was based on the prompt “torrents” at TypeTrigger.
Really nice play on ‘downloading torrents’, Tim — I liked this! (and meant to hit 5 stars, but mis-clicked and it came up as 4. Sorry!)
Thanks, Chris. Hopefully other people will offset that rating. ;)