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Continuing on from last week's One Moment In a Day.
Sometimes, she played a game after a hard-won scavenge, challenged herself to find the most frivolous use of her time.
Tonight, it was five-token whiskey, a plush chair in what was once a luxury hotel’s lobby and a half-doze under a barely powered ceiling fan.
Only tonight’s game was interrupted, by a rough voice growling, “Boss wants a meeting,” and the voice owner—a large, ugly man, wearing an M-shaped burn on his cheek—dragging her, blinking, bewildered, through the dusty, dank labyrinth of hotel halls.
And the only coherent thought in her mind was: I don’t have a boss.
For Velvet Verbosity's 100 Word Challenge. (Guest Poster: AurorarLee.) This weeks' word was "Game." (And I actually used it in the piece this time. Unusual for
me.) This week's prompt was a bit difficult. I had a different scene in
mind and it didn't pan out... (I also realized I was coming up on the
deadline at about midnight last night [being out of town threw me off
schedule], so I scrambled my grey matter trying to find something that
would work.)
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Leaves me wondering about what happens next, and how she got into this situation in the first place. Intriguing 100 words.
You and me both, Tara...
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Oooooo, who this "boss?" Like Tara said, very intriguing.
good start
"Like Tara said, very intriguing."
Thank you.
I'm not sure when we're going to find out what's up with this boss. I'm mid-move and juggling the day job which has suddenly decided to become a distraction after being rather slow... My muses are annoyed.
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