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[seadraconian]

The twentieth prompt from my table:

046. Star

“Mirka,” Mardy says, “I have to go, will you be alright?”

She frowns at him from her spot on the floor, “of course I will, what are you talking about?”

“You’re using one of Roger’s tennis shoes as a pillow,” Mardy points out, crouching down beside her, “and your hand is stuck under the

Comments

[beatlebunny]

That last line killed me! Love these prompts. :)

[slyreflection]

These prompt fics were great. Amazing ending lines that just hit you in the heart and want to make you laugh or cry or gaze ominously into the night. Short and powerful, the storyline has a lot of potential.
And, Arda- Drunk Mirka!!

[seadraconian]

Gazing ominously into the night would be my first choice... Thank you!

ETA: Drunk Mirka was just too good to resist.

[seadraconian]

Thanks! (I couldn't decide between Gandhi and Mother Teresa, but I figured I'm making him suffer enough without implying he's a nun...)

[seadraconian]

Thanks! But I'm still totally envious of yours from your prompt table... More soom sounds like a plan! :D

[seadraconian]

I know the feeling... You should have seen this before spell check. :D