fortune cookies

If you have something good in your life, don’t let it go.

Sachi snorted.

“What does it say?” Toshi reached for Sachi’s fortune cookie message with his chopsticks from across the table.

“Stop it.” Sachi waved it off.

The chopsticks flew out of Toshi’s hand and spattered on the floor.

“…Uh oh…” Toshi leaned and picked them up.

Sachi sighed.

As they paid and left the Chinese restaurant, Toshi was quiet. In the deepening twilight, they walked in step, heading toward their dark apartment.

“That was bad,” Sachi kicked the air.

Toshi shrugged his shoulders.

In Sachi’s head, a pair of chopsticks lay on the floor, turning away from each other. She glanced at Toshi. He was looking straight ahead, his steps and breath steady. Maybe, this is as good as it gets. The thought appeared and quickly dissipated in Sachi’s head.

“Too gross?” Toshi kept walking.

“…Was a bit too much…”

They walked in silence for a while.

“You wanna know what my fortune said?”

“…What did it say…?” Sachi’s voice cracked.

They stopped in front of their building. Toshi got a crumpled paper out of his pocket and handed it to Sachi.

Sachi opened the folded paper and read the message.

Be a generous friend and a fair enemy.

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