How about a little flash fiction for Monday? I like to take the Absolute Writes Water Cooler Flash Fiction Challenge Sundays 9-10:30 pm. I took a break in April and I'm glad to be back, getting those brain juices flowing! Yesterday's prompt was "turned on" - but I'm not that kind of girl, so here is what I wrote:
That was the worst date I've been on in a long time. I will never let Paul set me up again. Where are my stupid keys? I can never find anything in this purse!
Oh, no. He's still sitting there in his car waving at me with that big dumb grin. I hope he doesn't get out to help me!
Ah. There they are.
See? I found them. Now go away and leave me alone.
There. I'm in.
What? Now the lights won't work. Great. The other houses have power, it must be a fuse. Now I get to feel my way down to the basement and check the fuse box. I'm calling Trina and finding a flashlight. I think there's one in the kitchen.
Ow! Stupid side table. Oh, man. She didn't pick up. At least I'm at the sink. I hope I put the flashlight back. And the batteries work!
Oh, good. It works. I hate this! I'm trying my neighbor, Jacob. I really don't want to go down in the basement by myself in the dark. A boyfriend would be good in this situation. Too bad I don't have one.
Jacob isn't picking up either. Where is everyone? Well, I guess I have to brave up and go down. There's no monsters or robbers. I have my phone. I'll be fine. I hate this!
Stupid creaky stairs. Now I have to remember which wall...
"I think she fainted."
"I think we should've turned on the lights before shouting, 'Surprise.'"