“That’s not how the game is played. You have to answer the question.” She sat back and clattered her freshly manicured nails on the Formica table.
He shifted on the seat and instead watched the steam rise from his coffee. “I don’t want to play.”
“Come on. It’ll be fun.”
He looked up. Her lipstick was smeared and the wrong color for her, she was wearing his shirt again. She’d ruined his favorite last week. Her side of the table was littered with torn sugar packets and a mosaic of leftover breakfast.
“Okay fine. I’d change everything about you.”
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This has been an addition of the Friday Fictioneers, hosted by the kind and generous Rochelle. To read more flash fiction or to submit your own, click the blue froggy button.
Thanks to all who stop by, and a big special thanks to Rochelle for all the writers who participated in the What Pegman Saw Google Maps prompt this week. There’ll be a new one posting at midnight Friday.
Dear Karen,
Oops! I see this relationship headed for the skids. I really enjoyed this. By the way you describe her I can imagine what he’s like. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Brrrrr
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Great story here…so many questions…lots of irresistible pulls into their minds to make you wonder…why?
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Well she did ask… 😦
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I think we’ve all probably been in this situation!
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I have a feeling there was one thing that he wanted to keep….. his shirt (but maybe he would cut another loss and let her keep it)
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Well, if you’re going to ask that question, you’ve got to be prepared for an answer your not going to like! Fun take.
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Wonderful as always. So much for small talk, eh?
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Ouch! Since you forced it out of him, that’s what you get. Sometimes the truth can’t be concealed when it’s shouting to get out!
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Yikes! You’ve created quite a vivid scene here. I suspect that in a year’s time, it may look a little different. Nice response to the prompt.
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Well, she did ask… 🙂
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I don’t see them sitting at the same table for long.
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Like a helicopter crash…. I couldn’t look away. She should have seen that coming.
Good one.
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Bwahahahahahahahaha!
Honesty’s a bitch.
Sorry she insisted?
Nice work.
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Ouch! Don’t ask a question unless you’re SURE you want to hear the answer!
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Ouch! She shouldn’t have insisted.
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Hahah – good one!
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