Leiden Fiction: The Christmas Party

  She stood in the corner clutching a fresh drink in her slightly sweaty hand, shifting gently from foot to foot. The strappy sandals she had purchased especially for the party were now pinching her rapidly swelling feet. The reindeer ears, also newly purchased, had, two hours ago, added a much needed ‘although I work hard, I’m still fun’ vibe to her modest black dress. Now they were drooping drunkenly forward, threatening to fall off entirely. Fighting the urge to make a run for it while no one was looking, she instead allowed herself one more minute in her dark,… Continue Reading