All the zodiac signs living normal lives. Just enter acting with one another just enjoying life.
P1: "nope uh uh. Get your hand out of the cookie jar." P2: "why it's not like your going to eat them." P1: "those cookies are made for the people I hate." P2: "um you don't by chance have the antidote do you?" P1: "Yeah it's in the back room. Come on and in the future don't eat anything I leave out."
She looked at the sock on the road and picked it up wondering what it's story was. Was it dropped from a fast moving car? Did it fall out of a hastily packed suitcase? Ripped from the foot of a child dragged across the street? Coming out of her stupor she remembered the child in her home with only one sock.
"I can't believe I was stupid enough to trust you."
I could hear my neighbors deep voice singing one of my favorite songs. I sat listening through the wall that separated our apartments. After a minute I started singing along. As the song ended there was silence. Then, "that note was a little off try a higher pitch."
P1: "don't ever try getting inside my head!.... It's to dark it would break you." P2: "I don't care if it breaks me I want to help you."
I woke up with a moan some of my deeper bullet wounds still healing. Of course I just had to step in on that fight. I tried sitting up and hit my head on something hard. Then I realized it was dark. Of course that idiot had put me in another coffin. Hopefully this one wasn't buried.
P1: "wow! You know blood really is your color! I just love how it goes with your eyes!" P2: "shut up or I'll decorate myself in your blood as well, since you think It looks so good."
P1: "umm.... so we may or may not have a really big problem." P2: "what did you do this time?" P1: "it wasn't me!... I might have pissed of a mafia boss."
P1: "do that again and I will throw you out that window... what are you doing?" P2: "checking to see how far down the drop is to see if it's worth it."
P1: "will you stop laughing! Were in the middle of a crime scene and your making us look suspicious!" P2: "I'm sorry! This is all just really funny and besides we're are guilty. P1: "there not supposed to know that!"
P1: "you just killed 5 people what do you have to say for yourself?!" P2: "it was an accident? I'm sorry? Oops?" P1:... p2: "should I continue lying to you or would you like to settle for a stern talking to?"
P1 kisses p2. P2: "what was that?" P1: affection. P2: "disgusting.... do it again."
P1: "can you please be a little quieter? I can't hear myself losing the will to live." P2: screams as loud as they can.
P1: "give me all your money!" P2: sighsand pulls out fork. "Thank you lord for this next meal." P1: freaks out and runs away. P2: flips fork"word every time."
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Writing prompts and inspiration
Short StoryThe title explains it all. These are prompts that I have come up with, heard from friends or family, or found on the internet.