Drabble Rousers

All I wanted was a refund.”
The words fell from her mouth, inert, like a sidewalk bird under a plate glass window. “The show was cancelled in the snowstorm, remember?”
Remember? What are you asking him about, memories of prom night? Jesus.
Well, I could help you with this problem if you’d just do as I say.” His voice dripped with pretension, bordering on malice.
Do as you say? And what’s that?” Yeah, what? Fucker.
His gesture said it: “On your knees.”
Are you kidding me?” She spat. Fuck you. “Gimme my refund.”

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Marian Kent
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