Christmas Vibes

A happy story made with some real and some invented elements.

It was 9:00am when my alarm clock went off. I had a late night and it was a cold weather so I didn't feel like getting up, so I grabbed my phone and started scrolling through it, updating my social networks, checking on people's social networks.. that kind of things. Half an hour passed, so I decided it was time to get up. I rush downstairs to do my favourite thing in the world: get myself a nice, warm, cup of black coffee (the best way to drink coffee, to me). My cat meows at her bowl and I give her her breakfast, which she thanks me with a little purr. 

It was now 10:00am. I go to my room to get dressed. I was excited, me and some friends were going to the shopping street, which is full of people in this time of the year, since it's Christmas. It was the first time I was excited to do something in the past couple of days. Leaving home is always hard when we have pets, they give you that look that says "don't leave me, please" and you just want to stay at home, cuddling them.

As I exit my house, I reach my pocket to grab a cigarette. I put it in my mouth and grab the lighter to light it up. As I do it, I think to myself that maybe I should quit smoking, but light the cigarette anyway. It was a sunny winter morning, my favourite kind of mornings. I go to the subway station near my house and grab another coffee on the coffee shop on the way. After all, I needed the caffeine to make me happy.

 When I reach my destination, I see two of my friends at the meeting place, already waiting for the others. When, finally, we are all together, someone asks if we can grab a coffee first, at which I nod, very excited to get my third cup of coffee of the day. One of my friends, that knows me and my coffee addiction very well, asks how many coffees have I had since I got up. I lied and said I had only had one, at breakfast. He doesn't believe me and gives me a concern look, which I ignore, as I always do. Fast forward to lunch time, we went to a ramen place near the street, which we all know and love. Feels good to have a nice, warm, bowl of ramen with your friends (it was actually the part of the day I was most excited about). After lunch, we finished our Christmas shopping. I didn't buy many things, since I didn't have many people to give presents to, but some of them couldn't almost carry all of the bags! It was insane. 

It was already time to say goodbye. My friend that was worried about me early pushes me aside and congratulates me for not drinking as much coffee and smoking as much during the afternoon as I used to do. He says he's happy with my progress. He's my biggest motivation to get better, so hearing those words from him made me invite him to go to my house, which I did. When we get home I pet my cat and make us two cups of warm tea, because I didn't want to let him down. In reality I needed a strong coffee. As the time passed, things turned out as expected: we made out. More than that, actually. It felt nice, but it was a mistake to get involved with someone from our group, since we were all close friends. We both agree on that part, so he leaves and we agree not to talk about our impulse from today.

It was finally time to call the day off. As I lay in bed, before falling asleep, I think about the incredible day I had, and how I didn't have that much fun for a long time. Not since my husband died laying next to me.

Author's Note

I'm open to suggestions, guys

Reviews

[Joel Crow]

Wow. The entire story is so light and positive, that last line hits like a train. It gets really dark quite fast; if that's what you're going for, good job. And is the implication that the main character is twisted enough to enjoy her husband's death (which would make it even darker), or is it just that she had good times with her husband and so after he died there were no more of them until that day?
I do have a few criticisms. You should try to be consistent with your tenses. Especially in the beginning it jumps around between past and present. If you choose present ("I do this" or "I'm doing this") there should be no past-tense verbs, and no "was" used, and vice versa. Also in the second sentence it should be either "*those kinds* of things" or "that kind of *thing.*" And in the second-to-last paragraph after "made me invite him to go to my house" you definitely don't need the words "which I did," because you're already saying that you did.
More generally, you've got a good idea of what you want in the story, but you could improve if you slowed yourself down and described a few more things... show rather than tell. Show us what it is about the ramen that makes it so good. Or show us what it looks like when she's ashamed of making out with her friend.
You're on a good start.

[CoffeePerson]

I want to start by thanking you the time you took to write this review and the good advices you gave. English isn't my first language and I have close to 0 experience on writing, especially fiction, things that didn't happen to me, so I really appreciate this kind of constructive criticism. I will try to improve my writing on my next piece based on this.
Yes, I made that last line with that goal in mind, so I'm glad it worked out! But I didn't want to make the character dark, what I meant was " she had good times with her husband and so after he died there were no more of them until that day", as you said.