Descending – 100 Word Microfiction Short Story


“Straight to the point aren’t we? Don’t you want to mince your words through several hours of small talk before you get to the bitter reality of it all as you admit your undying love for me and everything I stand for.”

He thrusts a shaking finger towards her and snarls. “DON’T TRY AND CHANGE THE CONVERSATION! I KNOW WHAT I SAW, AND I KNOW WHAT YOU’RE TRYING TO DO!”

She smiles nervously, and blinks erratically while her tongue flicks out and wets her lips, allowing them to glisten in the cool light. “What is it I’m trying to do?”

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