{This is a response to a prompt from Friday Fictioneers. We are tasked to write a 100-word story to go with the photo above. Thanks for the prompt and thanks for reading!}
“Why’s it so dark?”
Tubby flipped a switch, bathing his messy dorm-room in light.
A groan escaped from a lump of covers on Donald’s bed.
“Don’t you have class?” Tubby grabbed a hockey stick and poked. The lump quivered.
One tug, and Donald’s body, white and fetid in the fetal position, lay exposed. Boxers and red-striped tube-socks excepted.
My head…the agony…it’s a hornet’s nest!” Words and whine intertwined.
Tubby reached for the window. “What you need is fresh air!”
Donald leaped up. Too late.
A thrumming buzz filled their ears, swarmed their brains. And Tubby finally understood, how Donald felt.
No shared pain will not make it better for Donald this way
Im sure the price of understanding seems a little high to Tubby. And yes it seems unfair that Donald should suffer doubly, both inwardly and outwardly.
Yikes! What an unpleasant experience. You paint a very believable picture!
I would not put much beyond the capabilities of college students!?
the redness of the bee stings complements his boxers and re-striped socks for sure. 🙂
He is color-coordinated now!
Well I guess they’re both going to have something else to preoccupy them for some time. Good one
Yup.
Dear Brenda,
Frightening story. One that’s not beyond the scope of reality. Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thanks Rochelle!
Brenda??
Oops. Sorry about that, Andrea. Blushing.
Delightfully different!
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Danke. (Thanks!)
This would be horrifying! To have both your thoughts and reality collide… wow!
Thanks Dawn! I wouldnt wish it anyone! I still shake the deck chairs before I sit down so I dont stumble upon a wasp…on the other hand, they are great predators to have in the garden. ?
SO true!
Love how you worked with the prompt!
Yikes!
Been there. Buzzed that. Brrrr
Neither metaphorical nor real hornet’s nests sound fun.
Ah, thanks for the memories 🙂
Haha
Yikes! Nice take on the photo prompt, Andrea. 🙂
Susan A Eames at
Travel, Fiction and Photos
Thanks Susan!
Morning after the night before… and sometimes it takes many a repeat before the lesson is understood!!
Well written, Andrea.
I hoped the college setting would revive memories of hangovers gone by!?
No thanks 😉 I’ll pass!!
From headaches to hornets. Lovely!
Thanks Neil!