‘Don’t you just love it when the good guy wins,’ Ryan said, grabbing a handful of popcorn from Meryl’s carton -his had kept the trailers unheard.
Meryl, just chewed her gum.
On the screen, Bret smashed the UV ray-gun and turning saw her—his reason for crossing over to flesh world.
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This blog was inspired by First 50 words where you freewrite from a single word prompt. I use random words or images to create flash fiction in formats ranging from twitter postcards to short short stories.