Friday Fictioneers: Reality vs. Expectation


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“What? You’re…coming?” April shrieked when her parents announced a visit.

“Why, what’s wrong?” Her mother asked.

April glanced around her tiny apartment, feeling a little bit shameful. “Uh, nothing. It’s…just I’m very busy with work and…stuff. Anyway, gotta go, byeee!” She hung up the phone before her mother could say more and slumped to the floor against her front door. “Oh…M…G, what. Am. I going to do?”

Her parents were expecting their hotshot lawyer of a daughter to have a large house or a penthouse apartment that would accomodate them. Instead, all she had was a tiny 400-square-foot studio apartment.

(100 words)

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14 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers: Reality vs. Expectation”

  1. When I was young, I lived in a studio apartment and when my parents came to visit, they stayed in a motel. Of course they knew my living conditions and I wasn’t a hotshot lawyer, so there is that.

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  2. A nearby hotel would be the best option. Or like my Korean friend whose parents came to the states for her college graduation and I asked where they would stay in the small apartment she shared with a roommate: bedrolls! Different expectations and we always want to impress our parents.

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