Drabbles!
Goodness, that got a lot of responses quickly. Though the prompts are nowhere near all claimed yet, I now have a nice body of material to get down to. You're still not too late. Go and nab a prompt or several.
I'm going to do these loosely in the order they were requested, one per person and then cycling back... however, inspiration is needed for these things, and I may skip around a little as whim and genius strike.
So, for my own ashtoreth, #56, Breakfast.
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Every morning is one morning.
Rumbling stomachs drag us out of bed before we’re truly ready. Mumbling false protests at the hour, flirting like teenagers, we pull on a few clothes and move to the kitchen. Eggs and bacon and sausage, potatoes and toast and fruit, juice and coffee and water, they occur in some combination. We sit at the table, lounge on the couch, stand ravenous at the counter. We recount dreams, discuss plans, share companionable silences trimmed in smiles. We eat breakfast.
One morning is every morning, spreading before and behind. A dozen breakfasts, a hundred. Mornings uncounted.
I'm going to do these loosely in the order they were requested, one per person and then cycling back... however, inspiration is needed for these things, and I may skip around a little as whim and genius strike.
So, for my own ashtoreth, #56, Breakfast.
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Every morning is one morning.
Rumbling stomachs drag us out of bed before we’re truly ready. Mumbling false protests at the hour, flirting like teenagers, we pull on a few clothes and move to the kitchen. Eggs and bacon and sausage, potatoes and toast and fruit, juice and coffee and water, they occur in some combination. We sit at the table, lounge on the couch, stand ravenous at the counter. We recount dreams, discuss plans, share companionable silences trimmed in smiles. We eat breakfast.
One morning is every morning, spreading before and behind. A dozen breakfasts, a hundred. Mornings uncounted.