Magical Truthsaying Bastard Shadesong (shadesong) wrote,
Magical Truthsaying Bastard Shadesong

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One-word prompt from kires

Waffle House at 3 AM: He's telling me he's sick, and I'm not looking at him. I'm looking everywhere but at him. Smudged windows. Grease slick on my horrible coffee. My bitten-down fingernails.

If I don't look at him, if I don't answer him, it's not really happening.

He asks if I heard him. I close my eyes.

(This is what you get when you give me a flash-fiction one-word-prompt of "waffle" when I'm really tired. G'night, everybody...)
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