Flash Fiction: A Ribbie Date

To be honest, I don’t really like any sport.

Yet, I accompanied my friends to the baseball weekend-game yesterday night. I did not understand much about what was going on, but I did find something to cheer about – the visiting team’s captain. He was cute and I liked how he moved on field. After bumping into Ray at the pub after the game, and few shots later, I had myself a date with him. Today, I hoped to impress him with the best ribs my town had to offer.

Sadly, it warranted a visit to the pharmacy, and I never heard from Ray again…


Word Count: 104

Prompts:

Sunday Photo Fiction – April 21, 2019

Weekend Writing Prompt #102 – Impress

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS April 20/19

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7 comments

  1. The crux, I think, lies in what’s not said. πŸ™‚
    BTW, a friend dragged me along to a football match. Me, definitely not into it, turned around at the end and declared I now knew the aims of the game: to make the crowd loud. The winner, the team which raises the loudest cheers, or boos, for the longest time. I quickly ducked before she could hit me. πŸ™‚

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