Prompted by: Tracey Rice & D 😘

The crazy author says: Ahhh! I’m late!! So, I jammed in a couple extra prompts cuz that makes up for my tardiness, right? Riiight? Heh…

TRIGGERS & TAP OUTS

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

Part Six

Part Seven

Part Eight

Part Nine

Part Ten

Part Eleven

Part Twelve

“Of course, you didn’t. Why would you?”

I realize this warrants some sort of response. At the very least, I owe him an apology. But the pain in his expression has me tongue-tied.

And heartsick.

Continue reading “WEEK 85: Never” →

Prompted by: D

The crazy author says: I’m so freakin’ late this week… 😬 (the grimace emoji doesn’t look very grimace-y, eh? 🤔 This thinking face, on the other hand, is #legit 😎)

“Watch your head, buddy,” Twitch says.

I hear the bed creak. Giggles and squeals. Deep, rumbling laughter. Secretive whispers. I open my eyes and stare at the horizon. Maybe I’m still dreaming. I sure can’t believe it.

Noah simply doesn’t react this way to new people. He’s always shy. Guarded. Borderline defensive. It takes an eternity for him to warm up to somebody. Anybody.

Continue reading “WEEK 84: I know” →

Prompted by: Uhhh…me. Yeah.

The crazy author says: Oh, man. I thought nobody wanted to play last week and then this week I was like, 🎶 All by myself, don’t wanna beee all by myselfff anymorrre 🎶 and then I was like, 🤬!🤬!🤬!

My posts were set to “Private” so only I could seem them 😕 and here I was worried y’all were getting sick of poor, innocent Twitch 😅

(Song credit goes to Eric Carmen or Celine Dion if you don’t know who the heck Eric Carmen is 🤣)

Shrugging again, I turn to leave.

Because rule number one of poking bears is to not stick around after poking the bear. I learned that particular lesson the hard way.

Continue reading “WEEK 81: Wow” →

Prompted by: Jeri T. Ryan

The crazy author says: I’m alive, Miss Jeri! Aliiiiiive… 😘😘😘

That’s my cue to leave.

He grins. “Unless you’d care to join me.”

What a dick. I drive my shoulder hard into his chest and deliver a solid elbow jab to the sternum. Legit ninja moves.

Continue reading “WEEK 80: Peanut Butter” →