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Story prompt 65
#WritcoStoryPrompt65
January 12th 12:30am
He began to bump the traffic at a high-speed level with his car, he was unconscious and no pulse was heard. Did he survive?
January 11th 11:30pm
"Lucasz," A voice snapped him back into reality.
Lucasz snapped his head around. Aunty Maggie. "Yeah?"
"You've been staring at the table for the past half hour!" Aunty Maggie looks at him with concern in her eyes.
"Oh, sorry," Lucasz still isn't quite with it; now staring at the intricate patterned carpet.
"Are you okay?" Auntie Maggie said softer now.
"Yeah, I'm fine," those words meant nothing. He truly wasn't fine.
"It's 27 degrees out tonight!" Aunty Maggie made a fuss. "Take your jumper off dear."
"No, I'm not hot," He lied. The truth was, he was sweating in the summer heat.
"I should head back home," Lucasz said. "I need to let Bette out of her crate for a wee." That was partly true. Better might wee in her crate if she doesn't get let out...
January 12th 12:30am
He began to bump the traffic at a high-speed level with his car, he was unconscious and no pulse was heard. Did he survive?
January 11th 11:30pm
"Lucasz," A voice snapped him back into reality.
Lucasz snapped his head around. Aunty Maggie. "Yeah?"
"You've been staring at the table for the past half hour!" Aunty Maggie looks at him with concern in her eyes.
"Oh, sorry," Lucasz still isn't quite with it; now staring at the intricate patterned carpet.
"Are you okay?" Auntie Maggie said softer now.
"Yeah, I'm fine," those words meant nothing. He truly wasn't fine.
"It's 27 degrees out tonight!" Aunty Maggie made a fuss. "Take your jumper off dear."
"No, I'm not hot," He lied. The truth was, he was sweating in the summer heat.
"I should head back home," Lucasz said. "I need to let Bette out of her crate for a wee." That was partly true. Better might wee in her crate if she doesn't get let out...
