“I was the belle of the ball,” cried Sandra. “When would you like payment?” “
Any moment now will do,” replied Lucy, as the cabbie took his eyes off the road.
“Jim let out a tremendous scream, and begged me to take the spider out,” laughed Becca. “So I did. We had a few drinks. She’s a lovely lass. Wants to be a web designer.”
(#BraveWrite, Prompt: Tremendous, 169 characters)
Fear coursing through her veins, shoe in hand, she tugged at the royal blue curtains. Where the bloody hell did that spider go?
(#VSS365, Prompt: Royal, 127 characters)