I’ll ask the questions.

I’ll ask the questions.

“Alright, now remember these … um … questions, and answer them as quick as you can, you hear? Great. Oh-kay, one, What exactly were you trying to accomplish? Two, Who the hell is that guy? Three, What did the little dog play? Oh, shit, no. Not that. Number three, Where or where did the little dog play? Shit! Uh, sorry, yea, I didn’t mean to scare you. Uh, num. ber. FOUR, How long have you know your ‘friend,’ Sarah? Five, Who was there when you were there? Um, six, Did you intend to light the pool on fire? Seven, Why oh why did the little dog play? Fuck! I’m so sorry. Excuse me, seven, or eight? Oh, yes, thank you, eight, Can you recall whose idea this was at the beginning? Nine, Why did you think that that was a good idea? Ten, Do you know who the neighbors are? Eleven, What can you tell me about the little dog? *big, long, deep sigh* I am so … so very sorry. Enough about the dog, like, am I right? Okay, twelve, When did the little dog first want to play? God-fucking-dammit! THIRTEEN, Who knew that you were supposed to be here? Were you supposed to be here?, fourteen. And finally, I’m getting the hell out of here, Where’s the nearest greasy-spoon-type diner?”

 


via the #WRTGPRAC Daily Writing Prompt No. 028.