“Hey, do you wanna hangout later?”
“I’ll get my hanger, where are we gonna hang ourselves?”
Laughing “You know what I mean.”
“Uhh I sure do. We stand on a wire and poop hoping it lands on someone’s head and then we laugh like it’s new sideshow.”
“You’re no fun.”
“I’m fun, but having a laugh at someone else expense isn’t fun, it’s literally trashy.”
“Oh whatever see you later. Hey Johnny wait up!”
I so wanted to hangout with him, I just wanted to be the last one to do so. He wasn’t ready, neither was my heart.
Sorry this is a day late, the week has been a flurry of activities.
Written for Friday fictioneers a writing challenge hosted by Rochelle. The picture was provided by Roger Bultot and the task is to write a 100 words story inspired by it. Thanks Rochelle for hosting the challenge. Thank you for stopping by… do click on the link to read other stories.