Another writing prompt from my good friend, Jolene. Must use all 4 elements, not allowed to kill your main character:
- lucky underwear
- clown school
- Person who asks what nobody ever asks
- person who did something bad a long, long, time ago
I regretted telling my therapist about the lucky underwear. Sure, it brings me luck. You know what I mean. They’re good for increasing my chances at winning at meat raffles, make it easier to score some digits from the ladies at the bar, helps on loot raids with my guild… that kind of luck. They aren’t my shield, for chrissake. They just make me lucky.
But she insisted I use them for therapy. Ugh.
“Are you wearing your lucky underwear today, Steve?” she asked at the far end of the strip mall where she had asked me to meet her.
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