A wobbly kind of pink

It was one of those surprise quizzes his professor loved to spring on to her students. Shashank had learnt to become indifferent to almost everything and yet such mornings made him uneasy. He looked at the paper. Subjective questions. He didnt want to answer them. His thoughts wandered on the movie he saw last night while he put off studying. And then he thought about the girl who had ditched him for someone with a car. The invigilator coughed and Shashank's thoughts returned to the paper. He decided that he definitely hated everything about this morning. Shashank wished for an alien invasion so that he wont have to answer the quiz.

Her day began with coffee. While getting ready for work, she thought of the things on her ToDo list. And quickly tried to forget them and concentrate on her coffee. And then for a while she wished for an alien invasion so that she wont have to go to work.