Writing Prompt

Rayburn sat down at the Burtrom family table trying to figure out what the _hell_ was going on.

It was dark in the room, the only thing brightening up the setting was the flickering fire of a candle (which was enclosed inside of a glass case, no doubt for Rayburn’s sake) even though Rayburn knew that the Burtroms had well enough power flowing in from the nearest city to have working lights.

What...

He slides up to me at the bar, all bold confidence and charmingly lopsided grin.

My heart stops somewhere on the way up my throat. I swallow it back down, willing my stomach to stop competing for gold in gymnastics.

“Would it be too cheesy to ask what a pretty girl like you is doing all alone at a bar?”

I square my shoulders, put on Confident Abby, and smile back at him. Confident Abby never s...

Are you really going to say that again?

What? You thought it was funny last time.

Yeah, but you’re corny now. Get some new material.

Did I offend you? I didn’t mean to, I’m sorry.

Here you go again.

Jesus.

Don’t you say it.

You sound just like …

Don’t say it!

My ex wife!

I’m leaving!

Fine! Get the fuck out of here, I don’t care! You’re picking a fight out of nowhere for nothin...

_Below is a record of day 78 of filming a Foyerblot production:_

JEXOB: Mind if I sit here, babe?

MEL: Hey, Jexob, right?

JEXOB: Righty-roo, boo.

DIRECTOR: CUT! What the heck was that? Take two. Action.

ASSISTANT DIRECTOR: Rolling.

JEXOB: Mind if I sit here, babe?

MEL: Hey, Jexob, right?

JEXOB: Yup, that’s me! You’re Mel the Majestic, right?

MEL: Ha, I guess you could say so.

JEXOB: So h...

jb: baby baby baby oh

person: no...

Julie

I hate him. Look at his terriable oz accent with that playboy shirt, I can’t believe Lola fucking made me to come to this blind date like does she even have any idea of type?!. The French boy…dude.

John

I hate her. Her clam and innocent face makes me guilty....

He grabbed my forearm, pulling it towards his chest. I gasped and stumbled towards him, as he interlaced our fingers. I really needed to leave. We started walking into a restaurant where they sold only seafood, and I was slightly allergic to crab. Not enough to harm me, but enough to give me a rash. We sat down and before the waitress could even take our orders, i smelt the crab. I stood up and ex...

Adjusting her skirt as she sat in the booth Kathy stare back at the man across from her. Jared fixed his moustache and sipped his matcha, strange choice for a man to order Kathy thought but she kept her opinions to herself as the green foam kept covering his top lip.

“So, you just moved here?” Jared asked.

Kathy stirred her iced coffee with the straw, paralyzed by the simple question. The though...

Me and my date (Tommy) where at a fancy restaurant. Since it was fancy me and him assumed it would have great services. After all it has five stars on yelp. Once me and my date get there we go up to the front desk to make a registration. But the lady is extremely rude she insults my appearance saying I need to eat less. So I run out of that restaurant and run all the way back home....

It definitely wasn’t the person sitting at the other side of the table that was making this date suck. It sucked because all we could hear were people blowing their noses. Dates during the spring are the worst and apparently everyone in the cafe had seasonal allergies. My immune system being weak didn’t help my lack of comfortability here. It just paired perfectly with the orchestral music caused ...