Johnny and the Cupcake Girl
He woke up to the birds chirping above the loft. Free to fly, his feathered friends frolicked to and fro. Johnny, on the other hand, was stuck in a vicious cycle. He got up from bed, hopped in the shower, and dried himself off in the same mechanical way he always does. Going through the motions in a black and white world.
Coffee and cigarettes - the same bitter taste he looks forward to every morning. But today.. Today was different. Today Johnny was looking for something sweet. Logging this notion in the back of his mind, he speedily jumped into the range rover, blasted out of the driveway, and hauled his ass to the highway. Speed.. it made him feel alive. A break from the monotony; Some color to paint the blank canvas that is his life.
As he arrived at the shop, he couldn't fight the feeling that there was something different about the place. A spark that was never there before. As he approaches the desk, he sees the being responsible for his initial intuition. Her name was Priscilla, and she smelled just how she looked.
Cupcakes. If it wasn't the aroma of freshly baked cupcakes that took Johnny in, it was the one holding them. As they held eye contact, she felt as if something jumped into her soul. Something will good intentions, but a bit off it's fucking rocker. She became scrambled, and frantically looked away as if she had been torn open. Johnny, on the other hand, felt a warmth that he had never felt before. A warmth so strong, that it colored his world, temporarily. Once Priscilla broke eye contact, Johnny felt the cold sweep back over him. As if to apologize for creating discomfort, Johnny introduces himself.
They both know what they're about to step into. They are familiar with the initial electricity between the two utterly different beings. Priscilla had always been a wondering ghost; a heart looking for a beat on a winding path. Looking for someone to show her the way, no matter the risk associated. She would bring her guide happiness; she would light his candle in the dark so he could see the path. And that's how she got her way around.
On the other hand, Johnny looks for a light on this dark course. He can push through and logically find the direction, but needs a bit of spark in order to give it meaning. Without meaning, his course just becomes a walkway for the weak. In circles he would go, bumping into barriers, bushes and billboards. Breaking his brooding body bluntly by the bay.
It was a dance that was mutually beneficial, but ultimately toxic. As the two beings would never know what it's like to experience life as the other, yet they so desperately try to climb into each other's world. As scary as it may be for Priscilla to enter the void, or for Johnny to connect with things that he typically pushes away, they needed each other to walk that winding road. With Priscilla's light, and Johnny's guidance, the two of them would make it through this cruel world. But the ultimate collision of two so different personalities created a barrier between their hearts, and they knew it just wasn't right. Too much effort for Priscilla to hold the light, and too much light for Johnny's dilated pupils. So that's how it ends.
And the cupcake girl smelled just like she looked.