DRABBLE THURSDAY: A SENSE OF ADVENTURE
Most characters lives are full of adventure, slaying dragons with rolls of the die, charging straight into the Final Frontier, or just road tripping across the country with your best friends. So, for this Thursday, write about Adventure. Where does the unknown find you?
A rare night by myself at a club, sullenly working on my third mai-tai.
“Hey, Mars? A moment?” I turn.
Blonde, pale, 80's punkish hair, sunglasses. He smiles and I see the fangs. Fuck. I begin looking for weapons- cocktail stick? No.
He holds up his hands. “Wait! Truce! I'm not here to fight!”
“Sure you are.” If I rip the leg off the stool...
“Really! I'm not! Peace! We need your help!”
I stop, eyeing him warily. “Really. Vampires asking ME for help.”
He nods, looking sincere. I turn the stool back over and sit down. “This better be good...”
A rare night by myself at a club, sullenly working on my third mai-tai.
“Hey, Mars? A moment?” I turn.
Blonde, pale, 80's punkish hair, sunglasses. He smiles and I see the fangs. Fuck. I begin looking for weapons- cocktail stick? No.
He holds up his hands. “Wait! Truce! I'm not here to fight!”
“Sure you are.” If I rip the leg off the stool...
“Really! I'm not! Peace! We need your help!”
I stop, eyeing him warily. “Really. Vampires asking ME for help.”
He nods, looking sincere. I turn the stool back over and sit down. “This better be good...”