The Long-Lost Roommate

642 Things to Write About (Prompt 8)

She looked the same as she had the day we moved out. Long hair, tied in a ponytail, comfy sweats, a tank top and flip flops.

I smile as she catches my eyes, nailed in her direction. Memories come flooding back. I run to her, she runs to me and we hug.

“I haven’t seen you since graduation!”

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