Start or end your story with two characters sitting down for a meal.

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“Champion” by Calen Cross

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“The chosen champions of the realms, Sir Donovan for the Kingdom of Flugefell and Sir Wilhelm for the Kingdom of Gilhere!” We sat across from each other, a plate piled high in front of us. Neither of us had touched the food. We sat and sized each other up, the fate of the kingdoms in our hands and our stomachs. Breaking bread with one another had been a tradition of the realms going back for thousands of years, so far that no one truly could tell you when the tradition had begun. It started out as a friendly gesture- breaking...

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“Impossible Promises” by Speedy Art

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* Content Warning: Alcohol * More than anything, she wanted to leave. She wanted to pack up, wave farewell, and disappear down that road. The highway stood with wide open arms, inviting anyone who wanted a quick getaway. She gazed bitterly out the window at the darkening sky. Hate bubbled up in her chest, waiting for anyone to walk through the door. As soon as they did, the anger would spill out, ambushing whoever was unfortunate enough to see her first. She had spent the day doing nothing, and everything. She had worked until her ...

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“The Boy Under The Bridge” by Eli Mwalimu

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The scullery maid placed a tray on the table with a glass of milk and a plate of éclairs. They looked absolutely delicious; large as a rolled-up fist and almost spilling over with cream. “Go on, help yourself. You must be hungry. My blood sweat and tears went into those éclairs and besides, the time for rest has come.” The maid said with a knowing smile. Timmy found the comment rather odd but was far too hungry to protest. The most decent meal he had in the last couple of days was a moldy piece of bread he’d wrestled from a roof rat t...

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“Sunday dinner” by Sonia Macri

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The crackling sound of my dad breaking fresh crispy bread as we sat for Sunday dinner around a table full of pasta and meat sauce, fresh tomato salad, meatballs and a platter of cheese and olives and of course, freshly baked bread. The aroma in the kitchen was intoxicating. Smells can be very powerful. They make us feel different emotions and can even bring back vivid memories. We associate them with different things whether they are good or bad. The smell of a perfume or of a specific flower, the smell of old books or even the smell of fo...

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“Working Lunch” by Maisy Osbon

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“Sorry I’m late. A dog died on the tube.” Even in solid shoes, Leo stumbles into the restaurant, only just missing a waitress as she twirls with a tray in hand. He is nothing if not a martyr of maladroit. He falls into the seat opposite Bailey, who watches him with wavering contempt. Bailey tends to not buy into binary, but it’s obvious to the naked eye that he and Leo want very different things, are very different people. Bailey has been waiting for half an hour, wears a suit he bought for sixth for...

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“The Professional ” by Ben Rounds

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“Would you care for more coffee, sir?” asked the waiter, one supercilious eyebrow alone betraying his impatience. “No, thank you,” Ashley said automatically, then, brusquely, ‘Yes; coffee.” The waiter ticked an expert nod and vanished, from one breath to the next, before Ashley could summon the courage to be curtly dismissive. Well, he would do it properly next time... No, in fact, he would not. It would be better not to call attention to himself. He was a shadow, a fly on the wall. He was... the invisible man...

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“The Slice” by Jennifer Peña

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Tonight’s dinner was served with a side sprinkle of tears. Agatha wasn’t normally the crying type, just like Vance wasn’t normally in town, sitting at her dining table as he was tonight. But Vance’s favorite dish called for a full pan of caramelized onions, which left Agatha chopping and crying over her cutting board earlier this evening. But that was all behind them now. Agatha set the serving dish down at the center of the round table. With no cover to protect the unpolished wooden surface from the sauce dripping down the sides of ...

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“Date Night” by Tim Roberts

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Date Night Short story It was one “Nom Nom” post too far for Saj. It wasn’t the image of the Pavlova itself which broke the camel’s back but rather what it represented - seeing the meringue sitting right in front of him in the restaurant repackaged through the fake filters of social media by the woman sitting opposite him on a quest for ‘Likes’ and ‘Comments’ confirmed to him what he already knew - this was the end of the road for him and Mica. When they first got together he overlooked the constant phone glued to her hand; fa...

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“First Day Troubles” by Ian Mitchell

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“You know, you don’t have to eat that rabbit food, Rook,” the woman in the black suit said as she sat down across from her new partner. Her hard plastic tray was filled with a towering pile of meat cooked medium rare and drenched in some kind of sauce. The rookie’s face blanched. “I don’t know how you can eat that after what just happened.” She raised an eyebrow. “What, still a little squeamish after we staked all those bloodsuckers?” She then stuffed a comically large piece of meat in her mouth and began to chew. ...

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““What we’ve got here is a failure to communicate” - Cool Hand Luke” by MJ D

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There was a strong smell of garlic seasoning and bread straight from the oven. Maya sat on a red waiting bench for her mysterious partner, who held the reservations. She’s tried blind dating before and swore that - despite liking to meet all the very nice people - it was not for her. Her friend talked her into one last date, a final hurrah. Being the paranoid person she is - she had arrived 15 minutes early. Maya still had ten more minutes to wait when a tall man walked in. He made eye contact and smiled. He wore a blue button-up s...

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“Sacrificed to Surpass” by Harry Kearns

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The torchlight blazed in the Warden’s metal-clad hand, illuminating the makeshift elevator as the guards lowered the cage down the shaft to the lower levels. The clicking of chains echoed all the way down as they made their descent until the bottom was reached. The morning light had no place in the dimly-lit prison. Out from the cage the Warden guided Lord-Clairvoyant Silas down the halls. Two guards followed close behind, halberds in hand as they passed the cells. The two paid no mind to the voices of the prisoners. Whether they were beggin...

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“The masquerade” by Sena Akakpo

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As claire sat on the dinning table thinking about how to take to John and convince him to take her to prom she heard a lound bang at the door she hesitated to open open the door but she opened it when she did she saw a very tall handsome boy with brown hair and a very cute fiface she stood there for a minute thinking of what to do next when the man spoke hey am Frank and am soy for bothering you at this moment I really need to have a drink am very tasty please help me. Claire continued to stairs at the man for a very long time I out of the d...

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“An Empty Grave” by Emily Waldner

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Eva and her grandmother began to place down the clay plates around the small, wooden table prepared for two. The sunlight streamed in through the thin scraps of cloth that shielded the window. “Eva dear,” her grandmother said to her as she sat down at the table,”Where were you yesterday? You did not tell me that you were going to anyone’s house” Eva went pale and didn’t look at her grandmother as she said,”Nowhere special, just climbing trees near the river.” “You are not to go there anymore. You might fall in and drown. You cannot...

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“Road Trip” by Dr Stafford

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Road TripIn my enlightened state, I am ten Chinese men with an Abacus.This is not just a trip, this is the trip. If my Sophomore Calculus teacher could see me now, I’d get an A. That simpleton Einstein be damned with his Theory of Relativity, I’m solving Riemann’s hypothesis. Put that in your pipe and toke on it, Albert.I wipe dust from the lenses of my shades.I stare in the rearview.My pupils, dark, black flying saucers stare back at me.In front of my ragtop, the school bus burps exhaust clouds and turns West at the light.&nb...

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“Final Business” by Sandy Braccey

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He watched Bruce as he broke and tore into the loaf of bread. The crumbs falling to the plate and into a red sauce which reminded him of blood. He dipped the bread into the sauce and ate it. Some of the sauce dripping off his face and hand onto a pure white napkin he had on his chest. Mark closed his eyes and turned away. “What’s wrong with you?” Bruce said. “Must you eat like a barbarian?” Mark said. “How should I eat, Martha Stewart?” “Is that what you did to her?” Bruce looked at Mark as he took another bite of the bread concoction. ...

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Start or end your story with two characters sitting down for a meal.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 264 stories

“Champion” by Calen Cross

“Impossible Promises” by Speedy Art

“The Boy Under The Bridge” by Eli Mwalimu

“Sunday dinner” by Sonia Macri

“Working Lunch” by Maisy Osbon

“The Professional ” by Ben Rounds

“The Slice” by Jennifer Peña

“Date Night” by Tim Roberts

“First Day Troubles” by Ian Mitchell

““What we’ve got here is a failure to communicate” - Cool Hand Luke” by MJ D

“Sacrificed to Surpass” by Harry Kearns

“The masquerade” by Sena Akakpo

“An Empty Grave” by Emily Waldner

“Road Trip” by Dr Stafford

“Final Business” by Sandy Braccey

🌟 Similar prompts

Write a story where a meal or dinner goes horribly wrong.

Write about a group of strangers — or people who know each other, but may as well be strangers — eating together.

Write about a character preparing a meal for somebody else.

Write a story that involves a secret or magic ingredient.

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