A can of Mountain Dew rolled and thunked into the cash machine.
The cashier waved it in front of a scanner which pinged.
Picking the can, the cashier went to end of her table and rolled it towards the scanner again.
And again.
And again.
In a closed grocer's shop.
Everyone else was gone.
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I was talking to @vivekisms and he told me about a 55 word story challenge with theme "At The Grocer's". So, I wrote what you read above.
That's about it.
niiice ! :)
ReplyDeleteHahahaha... So...shall I understand that we are trend setters now? :D :D Nicely done. :)
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ReplyDeleteOn dusty, wasted steps,
ReplyDeleteWith a setting sun behind;
I sat, idle hands, over glazed
Eyes, rolling a lazy joint;
Licked one end, pasted it over,
And set an end alight;
Then moved to bring the other,
My famished lips upon;
When phone rang, wife enquired, and
Worried I replied, "But I’m at the Grocer’s…"