Yeah Write #40: Flame On (#flashfiction)
“Easy with that,” she says, pointing a spork at the unmarked, red bottle.
He scoffs.
Susie smirks.
One bite. Two. Three.
A glossy brow, glassy eyes, and gaping nostrils spell a silent, smouldering secret.
“Just the way” — Gus gasps — “I like it.”
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Laissez Faire 
I love it! Spork!
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Poit!
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Hehehe I wonder exactly what was in the red bottle. And sporks are soooo underrated! 😀
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I had no idea you could buy /metal/ sporks. I don’t know why they aren’t part of our regular cutlery 😛
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Haha! Good one.
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It’s based in part on an incident with my husband when we were first dating. 🙂
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Too funny! I had a friend once who wasn’t happy until he’d had enough jalepenos to cause rivulets of sweat to run down his reddened face.
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I like the alliteration. I definitely have made that same mistake–and not admitted I overdid it, although I was coughing and gasping.
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Lol! This is so like my husband 🙂 Love it.
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Best use of spork in a Microstory ever!!
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