Laissez Faire

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Yeah Write #79: Just Here for the Cash ( #amwriting #microstory )

Beer and corn nuts perfume my outfit.

“Another round, Babe,” they call. My matte lipstick smiles. That’s not my name.

A skeever grabs my ass; I nod to Henry. The bounce height is proportionate.

At home, I scrub my face and tuck into Differential Equations.




8 comments on “Yeah Write #79: Just Here for the Cash ( #amwriting #microstory )

  1. unfoldingfromthefog
    October 4, 2017

    Yes! Nicely done!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. anusrini20
    October 5, 2017

    Ha, didn’t expect to encounter Differential Equations again, especially in this manner! 😀

    Liked by 1 person

    • Laissez Faire
      October 5, 2017

      Heh heh. When I asked the character what she wanted to read, I was like…uh…how do you spell that?


  3. mixedbag
    October 5, 2017

    Yas! I’m loving your heroine!

    Liked by 1 person

  4. mixedbag
    October 5, 2017

    Read this again. “The bounce height is proportionate” ha! Brilliant!

    Liked by 1 person

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