prompt: pillar
word count: 113

The young asian girl squinted her eyes through her glasses, eyes narrowed and mouth slightly agape. She read the words on the screen, feeling anger roll of her skin. She let out an exasperated sigh, got up and left the room. Her purple hair was kept up in a bun over her head.

As she came back, a water bottle in hand, she plopped on her bed.

"How the fuck am I supposed to write a fucking one shot about 'pillar'? I mean, what the hell? Like a pillar of marble or what?" She bit her lip in frustration.

"Ah, I'll just write a short story of my struggle of writing about 'pillar'."