Another four prompts from Jolene.
Another absurd little tale. Okay, maybe not that absurd.
The prompts:
- laundromat
- shocking announcement
- person who takes shortcuts
- person who needs to remove a tattoo right away
Gee, I really love you
And we're gonna get married
Going to the chapel of love
The sunlight was more blinding than it had any right to be, piercing even eyes closed tight against such insults and it sent my head spinning. Or the room spinning. Or, the whole world had become a giant tilt-a-whirl and I fought the urge to vomit up all the liquor I had consumed at the—
Umm. Record release party on the Strip. That sounded right, the answer hiding just behind the pounding on the inside of my skull by some wee gnome with a steel hammer.
After which, I think it was followed by an an after-hours rave.
I think. Things went all wobbly right after hailing the Uber with Jessie and that producer she had the hots for that we were chatting up at the release party.
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