[Original: Drabble] "Lunch Patrol" [Zeke Jones, G]
Title: Lunch Patrol
Prompt: writerverse challenge #34 quick fic amnesty, prompt ‘oyster’
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Original/Fandom: original ( Zeke Jones ‘verse)
Summary: Zeke gets a brief history lesson along with her lunch.
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
Lunch Patrol
One of the things that made our lunchtime patrol a little better was the variety of food trucks that populated the Philadelphia streets. I balanced my tray of sushi in one hand, waving my chopsticks as we walked down the street, “Are you sure you don’t want some, sir?”
Howell snorted and took a bite of his double cheeseburger. “Jones, when I was your age, men sold oysters by the wheelbarrow, in the height of summer, without the aid of artificial refrigeration.”
I looked sideways at him. “You ate them, didn’t you, sir?”
He snorted again. “Of course I did.”
THE END
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Prompt: writerverse challenge #34 quick fic amnesty, prompt ‘oyster’
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Original/Fandom: original ( Zeke Jones ‘verse)
Summary: Zeke gets a brief history lesson along with her lunch.
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
Lunch Patrol
One of the things that made our lunchtime patrol a little better was the variety of food trucks that populated the Philadelphia streets. I balanced my tray of sushi in one hand, waving my chopsticks as we walked down the street, “Are you sure you don’t want some, sir?”
Howell snorted and took a bite of his double cheeseburger. “Jones, when I was your age, men sold oysters by the wheelbarrow, in the height of summer, without the aid of artificial refrigeration.”
I looked sideways at him. “You ate them, didn’t you, sir?”
He snorted again. “Of course I did.”
THE END
Current Mood:
rainy