Race at the Auction
Ok, so another drabble for open_on_sunday prompt race. This time it is Andrew
Race at the Auction
Andrew had been sitting in front of the computer for half an hour, constantly hitting refresh. If any of the girls tried to disturb him, they got an uncharacteristic Andrew bush off. The girls were surprised, Andrew usually basked in attention from others. It seemed something on the screen had him totally absorbed. They left him alone to finish what they were sure was essential research.
About ten minutes later, a cry of triumph came from the room. Andrew was running round punching the air with his fists, yelling.
“I got the Star Trek, master replicas limited edition, U.S.S, Enterprise. on e-bay.”
Race at the Auction
Andrew had been sitting in front of the computer for half an hour, constantly hitting refresh. If any of the girls tried to disturb him, they got an uncharacteristic Andrew bush off. The girls were surprised, Andrew usually basked in attention from others. It seemed something on the screen had him totally absorbed. They left him alone to finish what they were sure was essential research.
About ten minutes later, a cry of triumph came from the room. Andrew was running round punching the air with his fists, yelling.
“I got the Star Trek, master replicas limited edition, U.S.S, Enterprise. on e-bay.”