“Morning gorgeous, off to work already?”
“You bet I am, no rest for the wicked and what not.”
Her phone rumbled with his laughter.
“Did you get any snow over there?”
“Nope! Not a speck of snow or frost in sight. Mr sunshine is basking in warmth.”
“You lucky devil.”
“Well I brought hell with me baby and your missing it.”
“Can you open the door for me?”
“The door …”
His smile looped into a convex shape.
“You’re in room 546 right? Come on my feet hurt.”
Hell was getting an icy makeover.
Sorry I have been missing for a while now, my mind was overtaken by life.
Written for Friday fictioneers a writing challenge hosted by Rochelle. The picture was provided by the lovely Roger Bultot 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.