The end of the drought - drabble (TSFF)
Title: The end of the drought
Author: Amdee
Pairing: None
Warnings/Triggers: None
Prompt: Tom - motorcycle, rain, oil
Description: It's the end of the dry spell in California...
Author's note: Unbetaed, no grammar check done, so I apologize if there are any mistakes. I did, however, stick with 100 words, yay.
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One of his first memories was the smell of motor oil from his father’s hands. The smell of evenings when mom was working, dad was fixing his motorcycle, he was eating ice-cream with Bill. The heart of his dysfunctional childhood.
He speeds up, tires grab the road like the paws of a metallic beast.
Down below, the sea waves restlessly. The storm is coming, first raindrops hitting heavily on a tarmac. He drowns in the roar of an engine, in the memories and the smell of motor oil.
It hasn’t been raining in months.
And the raindrops feel like tears.
Author: Amdee
Pairing: None
Warnings/Triggers: None
Prompt: Tom - motorcycle, rain, oil
Description: It's the end of the dry spell in California...
Author's note: Unbetaed, no grammar check done, so I apologize if there are any mistakes. I did, however, stick with 100 words, yay.
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One of his first memories was the smell of motor oil from his father’s hands. The smell of evenings when mom was working, dad was fixing his motorcycle, he was eating ice-cream with Bill. The heart of his dysfunctional childhood.
He speeds up, tires grab the road like the paws of a metallic beast.
Down below, the sea waves restlessly. The storm is coming, first raindrops hitting heavily on a tarmac. He drowns in the roar of an engine, in the memories and the smell of motor oil.
It hasn’t been raining in months.
And the raindrops feel like tears.