This is for week forty-eight of the flash fiction challenge by Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers, check out their blog and join in or read others’ posts and be inspired.
I love this picture. A perfect spot for a love connection 😉 And as in my last flash fiction piece it gave me a chance to work on some dialogue.
Read mine below and feel free to leave a comment. Enjoy!
THE PICK UP ARTIST (151 words)
Bodies rubbed against bodies, much to Kelly’s distaste. Why had she agreed to go with Liz to the bars? The bathroom line was too long, her hair wreaked of smoke, the bartender was definitely ignoring her, and she hated crowded rooms.
“Can I get a beer?” she shouted for the third time.
“You’re doing it wrong.”
Kelly looked up into a pair of brown eyes and dimpled cheeks. She didn’t pick up guys at bars. With an eye roll, she turned and headed for the balcony.
“You forgot this.” The stranger handed her a bottle.
“How do I know—”
He popped the cap off in front of her then grinned.
Kelly took a long swig. “Thanks.”
Kelly hated small talk—she just wasn’t good at it.
“Well…good night,” he said.
Jason turned around.
Kelly sighed. “What’s your major?” Worst. Line. Ever.
But to her surprise, Jason smiled back.
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