Flash Fiction Friday
Welcome to this week’s Flash Fiction Friday.
We have a picture about which we write a story of 100 words, no more and no less. I am joined by some fabulous writers today who give their take on this picture. To see the other members click this blog link: Flasher Fiction Friday
He couldn’t take hearing her annoying tone one moment longer – it was like fingernails on a chalkboard. Her incessant chatter was driving him absolutely, friggin’ crazy.
And she was doing it on purpose.
“If you promise to shut up and stop nagging me I’ll ask your brother out.”
Her triumphant smirk made him smile. “I mean damn girl, what are you his pimp now?” She rolled her eyes and when I removed my hand from her mouth, thankfully she remained silent. But I knew if I didn’t make good on my promise soon the torture would start all over again.