Ten twenty word short stories

I

He wasn't particularly surprised when the doorbell failed to ring, when the phone stayed silent. He was never particularly anything.

II

"The problem" slurred Captain Heroic sadly, staring at the half-empty bottle "is I've killed all the bloody super-villains."

III

It seems like seven o'clock would never come. She checked her reflection, then the clock again. It was broken.

IV

She smiled bravely for the cameras, pretty in the sodium glare. Far behind her, entirely unnoticed by anyone, he jumped.

V

He arrived at the time they agreed and was surpised to find that she was already sat waiting, and frowning.

VI

The old guy had always sat there, for as long as they could recall. Then one day he was horizontal.

VII

Before he could offer to buy her a drink she'd hissed at him and stalked off like a jungle cat.

VIII

"It's not you" she said
"It's me?" He mimicked, bitterl
"No, it's them" she pointed at her parents, glaring outside.

IX

"If you don't take that job you'll always regret it" she said.
"Not as much as this sandwich" he coughed

X

When pushed, he'd always say it was her shoulders, then her smile. He'd never say any more than that, though.