Abraham Kim @abrahamKim

Hipsters talk more than Boomers these days.
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Howard felt okay being a broke college student the moment she said that. Yes. This girl that he found beautiful and smart and brave was also a broke college student and this made it so he no longer felt bad for being one. He hadn't even recognized until then that...
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Westcity
felt scary
as reply to Grand River
The voice belonged to a middle aged sounding man. A calm man who never waivered to his emotions. They had somehow made the voice sound calm but not like a yoga instructor. but also not like a robot.
"Grand River, walkside. Time to cross."
This sentence he heard over and over again...
"Grand River, walkside. Time to cross."
This sentence he heard over and over again...
Westcity
one of 'them'
as reply to Was New
When the cup was empty he thought of returning to the counter and ordering another drink. Definitely not another coffee. He was amped to the gils. Max thought one of those caffeine free teas would be nice. Calm on his nerves and refershing for his palette as well.
He had nursed...
He had nursed...
Westcity
this time he wouldn't spill
as reply to Believe it
It was memories like those that framed his life. Without them it was like time was passing by without meaning. there had been years he had lost and couldn't remember due to such frameless epochs.
A few years after high school once the old friends had drifted off and Max wasn't...
A few years after high school once the old friends had drifted off and Max wasn't...
Westcity
made him smile as he walked over to the bookstore
as reply to He Thought
Max liked strange. Had spent all his life trying not to be strange. Trying to fit in with the normal crowd. He had done that decently in high school. Carried it out even after graduation. Then over the years the desire to fit in had faded as people drifted out...
Westcity
limits
as reply to Smiled Back
Max paid inΒ
cash
. He happened to have a 10 dollar and 5 dollar bill in his pocket from the tips. it felt right to pay in cash in a town like this. He remembered a time when he used to pay cash for everything. This was a silly...
Westcity
max takes the slow way
as reply to Helpful
The funny thing about the long way was that distance wise it was more direct and fewer miles. The only reason the short way got you to
Westcity
more quickly was because of the high speed limit and the lack of stop signs, traffic lights, and turns.
You didn't get to...
You didn't get to...
Westcity
he felt up for it
as reply to Was up To
Max and Johnny hung out maybe once every other week. This was enough for Max, although he felt lonely on the weekends in between. He preferred being lonely like that as opposed to annoying Johnny. Johnny was social, he guessed. And probably had a lot of people asking him to...
Westcity
either way
as reply to People Loved Those
The tipe were indeed the largest Max had ever received. Still he wasn't happy about them. Didn't want to see those truckers back in the diner. Fuck the cash. It was out of principle that Max didn't want to serve those people.
Not only was it the memory of his dad....
Not only was it the memory of his dad....
Westcity
all over again
as reply to Dave Said
"What are you doing, Max? Can't you see you're overcooking those eggs?" Then Dave looked over at the hash. "That too." He had a look of disgust on his face. Max took the eggs and potatoes off the griddle before Dave came in to intervene.
As a shadow walked by, Dave...
As a shadow walked by, Dave...
Westcity
the quiet of being alone
as reply to The Ceiling
Max and Dave were in sync at the diner, but not outside of it.
When Max got off the social media platforms, he had told Dave "you can text me though you got my number." Dave smiled, had assumed that Max would now be getting other hobbies. Maybe reading books or...
When Max got off the social media platforms, he had told Dave "you can text me though you got my number." Dave smiled, had assumed that Max would now be getting other hobbies. Maybe reading books or...