Who? – 100 words for the Friday Fictioneers

Photo prompt ©Dale Rogerson

The snoring wakes her. An overdose of beer is not all that upsets her stomach.

Who is in her bed?

Jenny tries to open her eyes; last night’s mascara clogs her lashes like glue. She’s never forgotten to remove her make-up.

A bear growls and lops his arm across her chest, his hair tickling her naked breasts. The room smells of burnt cheese and stale breath, and unwanted memories surface. A bar. A man replacing empty glasses with more beer. Someone to fill the void left by Greg.

There’s money on her bedside table. How much further will she fall?

A shout out to the amazing Rochelle at http://www.rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com. She organises the photo prompts and links for the Friday Fictioneers. Authors write a piece of 100 word fiction, prose or poetry based on a photo prompt and exchange comments on each other’s work.  If you are a writer of short fiction, join the group and let your imagination feed us with your stories. 

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19 responses to “Who? – 100 words for the Friday Fictioneers

  1. This is a fantastic story. Loved it.

  2. Dale

    We went down a similar path, though mine knew her arm across her chest!

  3. Perhaps she should look somewhere besides a bar to fill the void left by Greg. Maybe this will be her “wake-up” call (pun intended).

  4. Your descriptions brings the story to life. I hope she is able to get back on her feet and sort everything out.

  5. Money on the table is a very long way down just to fill a gap. Get a grip, girl, and get back up!

  6. Well described scene and regret. Sounds like she has fallen a long way but at least she appears to recognise the fact

  7. Its happened to me twice, way back when. The first time cost me 7 days restriction of privileges, I was actually posted AWOL. I was 2 hrs late getting back to base. The only person who believed my story was my platoon commander! The second time I don’t want to talk about, (Late teens mid 20’s)

    Take care,
    Mick

  8. Dear Lindy,

    Well described scene: sight, sound and (ugh)scent. Good job.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

  9. A scene very well described.
    If she wakes up and smells the coffee after the first crash, there’s some hope. Otherwise there’s unwanted pregnancy, a baby with FAS or an abortion, STDs, AIDS. If you don’t get right back up it can be a long way down.

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