Prompted by: MF
Always…
He reaches for her.
Like he always does.
Tag: one-shot
WEEK 9: No way I’m doing THAT!
Prompted by: Anna
“No way I’m doing THAT!”
“Why not?”
“You know I’m too shy.”
“I dare you.”
“Are you being serious?”
“Dead.”
WEEK 8: But, why?
Prompted by: Laura
“No.”
“But, why?”
“That’s obvious, isn’t it?”
“Please?”
Exhaling harshly, he reaches for his wheelchair. “I said no.”
WEEK 7: How did you get up there?
Prompted by: EJ
Actual suggestion: She grinned. “How’d you get up there?”
The first thing she spotted?
My wheelchair.
No surprise since it matches the $10,000 KTM sitting in our garage.
That would be my off-road bike.
The exact same one I dropped from a cliff (on purpose) and crashed (not on purpose).
WEEK 6: You can stand under my umbrella
Prompted by: MN
It’s a dark and stormy night…
WEEK 5: Trailing my finger across your skin
Prompted by: AnRo
“Cut it out.”
“Hm?”
“Just cut it out.”
I finish reading the sentence before glancing over at you.
You’re frowning in disapproval. Scowling, even.
“Cut what out?” I ask.
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WEEK 4: Does it really matter anymore?
Prompted by: Harim
You wanna know what I’m doing right now?
I’m trying on shoes.
Which is pretty damn ironic because I don’t have any feet. I don’t have any ankles either. Or shins, for that matter. I do have one knee, though. It actually comes in sorta handy sometimes.
But anyway, you’re wondering what the hell happened to my legs, right?
