Jungle Clover

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2021

Stories (6)

6 Stories

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“Coffee Thoughts ” by Jungle Clover

Submitted to Contest #94

"One iced coffee..." The waitress set the translucent plastic cup in front of Sandra, who received it with a nod. "And one hot cappuccino..." Carefully balancing the steaming cup in her hand, the waitress placed it beside Cassie's half uneaten muffin. Cassie beamed at her, and the waitress smiled back before retreating towards the kitchen. Sandra swirled her straw around a few times, listening to the way the ice cubes in her drink clinked together as she did. Cassie smiled often, to almost everyone, while Sandra found it hard to ...

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“Pandemic Thoughts” by Jungle Clover

Submitted to Contest #84

I was cruising down the highway in a surprisingly good mood. It had been one of my first days back in the physical-not virtual-office, and the change, while a bit disorienting given the events of the past year and a half, was very welcome. Though I had never thought so before, my time at home, quarantining, left me lonely. I missed staring out of my window at work, talking with clients in meetings, giving presentations in front of people, and even my co-workers. Other than for basic supplies and food, I hadn't left the house at all. For a...

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“Bill” by Jungle Clover

Submitted to Contest #82

Bill took a deep breath. At least, he imagined himself going through the motions of doing so: his nose, taking in the oxygen from the air around him, filling his lungs with air, then, exhaling through his nose and disposing of carbon dioxide back into the air. The soft hum of machinery emanating from the hardware system in his chest punctured the moment. It was an everpresent reminder to Bill that he was not, in fact, a human. Instead, he was a simple helper android, one programmed to assist the employees of Weisman Corporation. Older ...

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“Relic of the Past” by Jungle Clover

Submitted to Contest #81

Slumped in a corner booth, scrolling through her phone, Elizabeth sighed as she realized that another minute had passed. If there was one thing she disliked, it was tardiness, and her date was already five minutes late. Though she was dressed casually, in a pale blue pair of skinny jeans and a white, long-sleeved blouse, those were her nice jeans and blouse, and she had spent hours agonizing over her makeup and her hair. Now done mourning the time she had wasted, Elizabeth shuddered as she imagined having to face the friendly waitress aga...

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“Farmer Boy” by Jungle Clover

Submitted to Contest #80

Charles leaned back in his armchair, carefully picking up the steaming cup of tea and taking a slow slip from it. His young granddaughter, Nadine, stood by his side, watching him. "It tastes excellent," he said, with a reassuring smile. "You have outdone yourself again." "Thanks, Grandpa!" Nadine beamed with the kind of youthful exuberance and energy he, too, once had. Then, in a quieter tone, bending down as if she was about to tell a secret, she added: "I put some more sugar in it, 'cause that's how I like it." Charles chuckled. "...

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“Inefficient” by Jungle Clover

Submitted to Contest #78

"Where are you going?" Martha questioned. The advanced home automation system's voice made Layala freeze. Despite the fact that Martha had been programmed with the typical neutral voice that all systems within her specific model possessed, there was clearly a skeptical inflection to her question. "I was just..." Layala looked down at the translucent floor of the pod, in an attempt to focus. The pod's mechanical hum filled her ears as she struggled to find an excuse, a welcome respite from the eeriness of complete silence. "...leaving the p...

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