Sunday Scribblings Post-Prompt "Dare"
Dare
“No, I refuse,” I answered, flatly.
“Why? Are you scared?” He asked, with a smirk on his face that I really wanted to remove.
“Of course I'm scared. I have a sense of self-preservation and goals in life that I still need to accomplish before I die, and besides that, I'm not anxious for my life to end just yet. Okay?”
He snorts at me, “I don't know why you're so chicken.”
I looked at him in disbelief for a second, before I replied, “Well fine, since you think it's such a brilliant, harmless idea, then why don't you just run right out into that living room and wake my dad up.”
I wasn't at all surprised that the subject was dropped immediately.
“No, I refuse,” I answered, flatly.
“Why? Are you scared?” He asked, with a smirk on his face that I really wanted to remove.
“Of course I'm scared. I have a sense of self-preservation and goals in life that I still need to accomplish before I die, and besides that, I'm not anxious for my life to end just yet. Okay?”
He snorts at me, “I don't know why you're so chicken.”
I looked at him in disbelief for a second, before I replied, “Well fine, since you think it's such a brilliant, harmless idea, then why don't you just run right out into that living room and wake my dad up.”
I wasn't at all surprised that the subject was dropped immediately.