Flash Fiction

Flash Fiction: Boys

Aww, my head hurts. What day is it? Blah, furry tongue, I need mouth wash. Shit man why is there toilet paper everywhere? Who let the cats out? Is that puke I can smell? Eww, Dave that’s revolting. On my shirt. You better be wearing pants dude. Just good friends, but not that good. Click. Is that a camera? This better not end up on Facebook. What’s licking my feet? If I ignore it, it’ll go away. Same with my nagging bladder. Is there a bottle or cup around? Should sit up and work out where the hell I am. Last night… Think brain, think… Oh yeah. Boys night. Buzz, Buzz. Phone. It’s around here somewhere. Shut the bloody thing up, vibrates through my temples. There it is. Ugh, the light. Holy F- exam in 20 minutes. Must move. Damn it, what’s caved in on me? A sheet Why do I do this to myself – every single week?

“Dave wake up, we’ve got exams to supervise.”

(166 words)

 

This week’s photo prompt is provided by H.R.R. Gorman for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

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Flash Fiction

Flash Fiction: The Little Brother

“Screw you guys, I’m going home.”

Timmy pouted and stormed across the field. Never a good sport. The apple of mummy’s eye, wrong sat with the world, not him.

Behind Timmy’s back, Davy extended his middle finger and held his tongue. Anything said would be held against him in the court of adults. His brother the golden son. The youngest. Their mother constantly nagged Davy to play with snot. No one wanted to play with a spoiled dobber.

“Good ridden,” said their neighbour and Davy’s best mate as he kicked a soccer ball between his feet, “Lets go to mine before he comes back. I have a new X-box game.”

Mission accomplished. A fun afternoon without the brat. Their plan a success.

 

(122 words)

 

This week’s photo prompt is provided by Yinglan for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

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