Day 2 —Tell about a character who lost something important to him/her.

“Where is it?” Zoey asked, frantically searching through the kitchen drawers, “Have you seen it anywhere?”

“Whatcha looking for Zozo?” said Zoey’s roommate, Blaire, as she tried to figure out why Zoey was currently running around the house like a headless chicken.

“You know!” Zoey nearly screamed at her in response.

The kitchen they were currently stood in, or rather the small counter, cooker and fridge separated from the rest of their teensy flat, was a mess. But it usually looked more presentable than it did now, after being recklessly searched through by Zoey, who Blaire currently thought, could be comparable to a hurricane.

“I don’t think I do,” Blaire shook her head, “Care to enlighten me?”

“Dammit, Blaire!” Zoey slammed the drawer as though it just told her it killed her cat, “The keychain, for Christ’s sake!”

At that moment a few things clicked in Blaire’s mind. First of all, she wondered what keychain Zoey was talking about. Then she realised what the date was. Next came the realisation that the keychain was the crappy one Zoey got from her girlfriend 5 years ago. Would she count as an ex-girlfriend now? The last, and probably most important thing that clicked in her head was that the keychain was probably in the bag that she had borrowed from Zoey about a week and a half ago. The same bag that was currently in a landfill somewhere.

“Oh Zozo! I’m so sorry. I swear I didn’t know. I mean I just chucked it and I completely forgot about the keychain. I’m so so sorry!” Blaire blathered.

“Wait,” Zoey wiped her eyes, leaving streaks of mascara across her cheeks, “What did you do with it?”

“I…I might have-Well it was in the bag you lent me. The red one.”

“And?”

Blaire shuffled uncomfortably.

“Well remember when I called you when you were staying with your parents and I told you I broke it?”

“Yeah,” Zoey nodded, “You asked me what you should do with it and I told you to just bin it…Oh.”

“So you see. It was an accide-” Blaire tried to explain but in the blink of an eye Zoey’s calm demeanour switched into hysterics and while she was sobbing uncontrollably and screaming, she ran the 3 steps towards Blaire, nearly knocking her off her feet.

Zoey started hitting Blaire’s arm and shouting at her for “being a horrible, disgusting person” and “a useless friend”.

Blaire, still shocked by the sudden change in her friend, grabbed the petite woman’s wrists and held onto them tightly so Zoey couldn’t hit her.

Carefully Blaire positioned Zoey’s arms at her sides to which the smaller girl complied and stopped screaming.

Now in a state of just sobbing and muttering incomprehensible words, Zoey started sinking to the floor of the kitchen. Blaire knelt down next to her and proceeded to envelop her friend in a hug.

“Shh. It’s ok. Sweetheart, you’ll be fine. Trust me, darling.” Blaire whispered reassuring words in the white-blond woman’s ear while rocking her back and forth.

Even though Zoey was calming down, Blaire began being overcome by a crushing feeling of guilt coming over her.