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Museteasers Prompt Flash Fiction- Lame
Jan. 2nd, 2009 03:00 pmShe appeared calm, despite the anger that coursed through her veins like formic acid.
Working late last thursday, deadline to meet, despite his boss knowing nothing about it,lame.
Couldn't make her parents last weekend, Geoff's stag do up in Blackpool, funny Geoff wasn't getting married until 2010, lamer.
The ketamine was doing it's job nicely, although perhaps she shouldn't have combined it with the large dose of codeine, but she watched his chest rise and fall as she centred herself for the task in hand.
The wood of the hammer handle was smooth and cool in her hand, just like the bone of his exposed kneecap. She took aim and didn't flinch as she struck down on the bone, it's sickening crunch like stamping on a large box of economy cornflakes.
Lamest.
Working late last thursday, deadline to meet, despite his boss knowing nothing about it,lame.
Couldn't make her parents last weekend, Geoff's stag do up in Blackpool, funny Geoff wasn't getting married until 2010, lamer.
The ketamine was doing it's job nicely, although perhaps she shouldn't have combined it with the large dose of codeine, but she watched his chest rise and fall as she centred herself for the task in hand.
The wood of the hammer handle was smooth and cool in her hand, just like the bone of his exposed kneecap. She took aim and didn't flinch as she struck down on the bone, it's sickening crunch like stamping on a large box of economy cornflakes.
Lamest.
