Solaroid.

 

“Captain the parcel has been delivered.”

” Any problems on board?”

“No. No one suspected a thing.”

“Good, we’ll make the final transfer tonight, make sure everything is in position.”

My five feet six inches frame rarely posed a challenge, but trying to stay still whilst battling grave disappoint at my present discovery was making the vent a difficult place to hide. Today, I realised my worst fear: my public legend turned out to be my worst nightmare. Regardless, speed was of the essence; there was no room for sentiment. Tonight I -Solaroid would take on my worst villain.

“Still writing your stupid comic,” he slammed his fist into the table, causing me to jump and him to smile.

“What do you care?”

Slumping on the bed nonchalantly “I don’t. Just re-checking your lack of a life outside my room.”

“It’s my room as well and I have a life: unlike you I prefer to spend it wisely.”

“Care to repeat that,” sitting up, his face a menacing mask.

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In response to the writing challenge flash fiction for aspiring writers hosted by Priceless Joy click on the link to visit the blog. The photograph was provided and the challenge is to write a 100 – 150 words (+/- 25 words) story inspired by it. Do click on the link for other stories.

Thank you Sonya – only 100 words for the picture, thank you for stopping by.