“Tea Mug” and Other Flash Fictions Подписаться

It was a good house party with many interesting guests. She liked the tall guy with the beard stubble and chiseled face, so she subtly used her good looks to lure him in. They started to talk, and there were some genuine laughs, but as their conversation grew longer, she realized the tall guy was self-centered and a complete jackass. “Guess I have to go now,” she said, “it was nice meeting you.” Later that night, in her shower, she thought: It really is a crapshoot.