Write a story where someone shares a cup of hot chocolate with a friend.

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“Dead Boy Walking” by Renato Haddock

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It was too damn cold to be out here, and yet he still was. It wasn’t as if there was anywhere else to go, though. George just wished there was, despite the fact that it was too late now. He could feel the cold seep through his bones even with the fire roaring. Not even his coat could block it out. Surprising, with as new and thick as it was, stolen from an abandoned store just days before. The wind was howling its breaths echoing through the forest, like the whistle of a huntsman. The only respite he had from the weather was that it hadn’t s...

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“To Thaw a Farewell” by Chrissy Murray

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“See ya soon!” The overly pleasant, the tender smile, the unspoken vow of a next time. The same farewell was used after the conclusion of all our evenings. At the time, I hadn’t detected the veiled hesitance concealed beneath her carefree goodbye. The cry for help entrenched beneath her words. That was the last thing she spoke to me before tumbling off the face of the earth. Ten years later, those same words still keep me up at night. I recall so vividly that last day. The crisp winter biting our cheeks, leaving splotches of r...

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“Optimist” by Astrid McKeller

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“It’s all we have left,” she said, trying to hand him an aluminum soup can wrapped in a dirty t-shirt that had steam gliding off the top of it. Their voices were both gruff and slightly slurred from the exhaustion and the cold. Every word took work. “You first,” he said, waving his hand and refusing to take the can. She pursed her lips but obeyed, carefully sipping from the tin. She nearly smiled. He could see the flicker of it in her lips, but it didn’t reach full form. Mom had always joked that Alicia came out of the womb laughing, and ne...

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“In my Head” by Kaela Massey

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“Tiger spiced double dark brownie cocoa for Margaret!” Hearing it said out loud causes me to wince with embarrassment as the 20 something teenage barista slides the blue porcelain cup across the counter. He grins widely through his sheepish brown curls that are squished cutely under his yellow beanie. Why did I have to order such a stupid drink with such a long, stupid name? And why was it $7? And why on Earth did I give my real name? I could have at least shortened it to Meg, that’s way cooler than Margaret. I bet he has a cool one syllab...

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“The 6:18 from Boston ” by John Heard

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The 6:18 from Boston, or The Hard-Earned Cup of Hot Chocolate It’s odd what you remember, or don’t, about your childhood. A comment, an old picture, or a song can bring it all back or leave a yawning space in your head. I vaguely remember my Uncle Matty. He came home early from the Korean War. He had been shot in the back of the leg. My father said that Matty was never the same in the head after his experience, and he died mysteriously a year later. I was too young to attend his funeral, and that was that. Likewise, my...

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“Flavors of the Rockies” by Miller George

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Julia was not very excited to go on a hiking trip on Thanksgiving. She preferred a more traditional holiday celebration but she has been with Will now for almost two years and he was very adamant that she comes. Maybe he was going to finally propose she thought. She could not have been more wrong. Will did not want to go alone with Chris and his girlfriend Anna. Will prefer to go on hiking trips alone actually but he would never say no to a chance to leave town. Unless it was with family of course because that is just appallin...

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“The Mall Was a Bust” by Zeke Northland

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Rita checked to make sure that her eight-year-old, Mikayla, was buckled in before announcing tonight’s new mantra for the benefit of all: “At least we’ll get ahead of the traffic tonight, huh?” The car was parked at least half a football field away from the doors of Carson Pirie, usually the most active entrance to the mall. Right now, though, no one came or went. The white lights over the parking lot were on, but the sun lingered enough to keep the sky orange. When Rita shut the car door, the sound seemed to echo for miles. He...

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“Love (...and other drugs)” by Kelita Sim

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“I don’t want to hang up.”“I know, me neither”.She flipped over on her stomach and indulged for a guilty moment in the idea that she was in some pathetic romcom (her least favourite film genre) where the girl gets all giggly and restless whilst phoning her guy.Her feelings for him and his for her were deep. It had been admittedly an incredibly fast and perhaps reckless love.*For years, they’d been within each other's radar due to sharing mutual friends. They'd grazed shoulders at student bars and participated in games and debates at their in...

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“The Unwritten Tales That Await” by Brandi Yetzer

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On a brisk evening, Mia stepped into the embrace of "Epilogues & Enchantments," a haven perfumed with the aged essence of paper and the hushed symphony of tales lingering in the air—an ideal start to her weekend. Vintage lamps, thoughtfully placed, cast a warm glow, enveloping the space in an ambiance that whispered of timeless stories patiently awaiting discovery. An eager anticipation fluttered within Mia; she couldn't wait to immerse herself in the comforting embrace of a cup of hot chocolate and a captivating story. Approaching the...

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“ among friends.” by Lara Deppe

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Steph wrapped her coat tighter around her and pulled her tuke down snuggly over her ears. Snow was beginning to fall but she wasn’t ready to go home even though she really hadn’t dressed for the weather. The park was crowded with people. Families mostly. Which was perfect because she couldn’t bear being alone tonight as the deep darkness descended. Not after what had happened. The little people were covered from head to toe in winter gear and pointing their mitten-covered fingers at the colored lights wrapped snuggly around every tree as th...

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Write a story where someone shares a cup of hot chocolate with a friend.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 55 stories

“Dead Boy Walking” by Renato Haddock

“To Thaw a Farewell” by Chrissy Murray

“Optimist” by Astrid McKeller

“In my Head” by Kaela Massey

“The 6:18 from Boston ” by John Heard

“Flavors of the Rockies” by Miller George

“The Mall Was a Bust” by Zeke Northland

“Love (...and other drugs)” by Kelita Sim

“The Unwritten Tales That Await” by Brandi Yetzer

“ among friends.” by Lara Deppe

🌟 Similar prompts

Start your story with someone looking out the window and seeing the first snowfall of the season.

Start your story with a description of the cold, using lots of sensory detail.

Your character hates the holidays, and jets out of town every year — but a historic snow storm means that this time, they can’t make their escape.

Write about a character emerging from hibernation, whether literally or metaphorically.

Contest #227

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Contest entries

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