Adam swiped at the buzzing clock before wiping a hand across his face. It was too early, as always, but especially after last night. The night’s activity didn’t diminish the day’s responsibilities however, so he rolled out of bed.
Memories of the night flashed through his mind as he dressed. Had they really been swimming in December? Naked?
Please no pictures.
He smiled and poured coffee in a large cup. Tales of last night would show up at work. Grown men were the worst gossips after all.
He’d know what happened soon enough, if he could only find his boots.
This picture was a toughie! I was going to tackle the prompt yesterday, but after blanking on the prompt, the story was pushed to Thursday. Anyway, per normal, I’ve no idea if the idea I had will come across, but I hope it does and that you enjoy it!
See you next week!
#FridayFictioneers is a weekly blog link up hosted by Rochelle over at RochelleWisoff.com. You should totally check it out and perhaps try your hand at writing a 100 word story.