Writing Warmup #413: “I don’t know about you, but I’m outta here.”

And just like that, my now ex-best buddy was gone.

And I was left holding the bag. Literally.

“So, whatcha got there?” asked the large one.

“I’m not really sure,” I said, and backed up toward the door.

“Looks like it might be just what we’ve been looking for,” said the larger one. “What should we do with this clown?”

 

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