Write a story where your character is taking a blindfolded taste test.
You can centre your narrative around something light-hearted, like a sleepover, or something intense like a culinary competition.
Annalise sat stock still in the interrogation chair, her lip ravaged from nervous habit. Two officers calmly waited across the table for her to answer their questions. ‘The last 48 hours had been a living hell’, she thought, ‘this is nothing more than the cherry on top’.
“You can’t just sit there forever, you know.” The female officer on the left, Cassey, said.
“No disrespect, ma’am, but s...
How exciting! I’d never been selected to participate in a taste test before, but for a mega corporation? It’s like winning the lottery!
In 2053 jobs can be tricky to come by, though the government insists we are not in the midst of a recession. Being selected to taste test products made by Soda Mega Corp LLC (formally known as Coke+) means at least a year of employment with good pay and full be...
“It tastes a little like chicken,” John said as he took another bite. “But it needs more barbecue sauce.”
Steve sat shaking his head in disagreement. He slowed his chewing to better focus on the flavor.
“No. I’m not sure what it is, but it’s not chicken,” he replied.
When I suggested blindfolding my friends so they could sample a couple of finger food delicacies, they surprised me. It didn’...
The room went quiet, everyone looked through there eye holes the pressure was dense. Mike was blindfolded and was ready to take a taste test, the first item was non edible it was brown and damp, mike was incredibly nervous, “hold on” said an on looker, “keep still” said another, the judges weren’t so eager to find out what it tasted like. The sleepover had turned menacing, but it was exciting said...
The streets along the carnival had colorful stands of blue, red, and yellow scattered along the banners.
“Get your cotton candy here for just a dollar!" said the man in one in a small stand, holding medium sized plastic container that held green apple flavored cotton candy. There was also a large stand holding or the banner with the big picture of a rubber duck that was part of the game; "hit a ...
I went to work mad today not because of forgetting breakfast, not for almost leaving my phone but it was because I had a fight with my fiancé due to her wanting me out the door quick. I thought about all the potential reasons why she would want me out but most of them didn’t make sense either way I put the thoughts aside until later as I came home I was greeted by my fiancé outside to apologize fo...
The fabric over my eyes is heavy and damp, like sweaty palms pressed into the delicate folds of my eyelids.
I’ve tried, many times now, to squint and see through the minuscule stitches in the fabric, but its no use. The fabric is tightly woven and impenetrable to light.
I feel the prongs of a fork brushing my lips, the salty brine of something ocean fresh catching in my nose.
“I don’t like sea...
It was a strange science study. Just a simple taste test. They paid for it though and I knew I would get most of them right. I could not have been more wrong.
It started easy just every day ingredients. But as I expected it slowly got harder and harder. I knew that it wouldn’t stay easy the entire time but there seemed to be a stark turning point. When they wheeled out the final samples something ...
I dragged Sandra over to the dusty chair, gently pressing her shoulders down, encouraging her to sit. She did, looking around. It was useless; the blindfold still existed. Grabbing the tray of taste tests, I picked one at random, labeled 13. I looked inside, and grabbed a utensil appropriate for use with the substance. Scooping it out of the cup, I tapped Sandra’s shoulder. She opened her mouth to...
If you told me a year ago I would join a cult, I would have probably laughed in your face. But here I am, standing in front of the leaders ready to take my initiation test.
About 20 people, mostly teens, line up in front of two men wearing silky red robes and a golden crescent. The room is in an abandoned building, but is still quite nicely with chairs, book shelf’s, and a chandelier. I never ex...
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