February Flash Fiction - At Least . . .
This flashfic is inspired by a prompt posted on 10th February 2022 by the Writer’s Digest to write about "romance". This story is just 113 words. Enjoy!
It was impossible to move without colliding with a barrier of mess. Pinned to the doorway by burnt food, catapulted chocolate boxes and crushed white roses (they didn’t have red at the store), crinkled petals discarded over a patchwork of muddy footprints and melted candle wax, I made no attempt to disguise the disaster. She’d already seen it.
As it was happening.
“Oh, man, I didn’t think it was possible to be more useless at romance.” I turned to her, a cry for help on my face.
But she just laughed and wrapped her arms me. “It’s ok,” she said, kissing me sweetly on the cheek. “At least, I still love you.”
10/02/2022
To Be Proofread . . .