At the stroke of midnight…
He couldn’t keep his eyes from the ticking clock.
Seconds rolled to mark a minute. Each passing second made him more desperate.
His mind was fogged, his senses dull.
He couldn’t bear this any longer. He wanted to attack, but resisted.
Three….two….one
The buzzer rang.
His Maggi was ready.
* This is my first attempt at 55-fiction.
The song on my mind: Tumsa nahin dekha ~ Tumsa nahin dekha
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The Era I Lived In 
The most unusual take on this WoW! It’s different!!
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haha.. interesting take on the prompt.. 🙂
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Very nice!! Can totally identify with this though 😛
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