Exactly 100: Party
A quick story in just 100 words.
They stood with their backs against the white cement wall. Tentative to be together, yet still comfortable with each other.
Red lettering, once a bright and vibrant fire-engine red, flaked dull chips that fell to the ground when touched.
They could hear music blaring from inside the tent.
Celebratory. Beckoning.
She was excited to go, but something was holding her back. “I know you from another time,” she thought. “But not this one.” She supposed this was the reason for her hesitation.
He took a final drag of his cigarette, crushed it under his foot and asked: “Ready to go?”
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