I strolled along the street, glancing casually at the signs and boards I had seen a thousand times before. I considered my evening walk a part of my fitness routine. In reality, it was just an excuse to get out of my loud, bickering house.
My phone chimed. Instinctively, I looked at the pop-up notification. “In a shock move, the Government has banned all usage of coffee from tomorrow.”
A steadily rising rumble filled the air. I turned around slowly to watch a stampeding throng rushing towards me.
I glanced again at the cafe board.
It was now or never!
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Friday Fictioneers 29 April 2022
PHOTO PROMPT Β© Ted Strutz
Good piece. Good photo. Wicker Park/
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Thanks so much, Joe! π
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Just enough time for that last cup.
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Hahaha! Indeed! π
Thanks, Frank!
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Now or never, or are they off to hang the PM? π Well done.
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Hahaha! π
Thanks so much, Bill! π
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Let him make his profit and then start a revolution. No coffee, no work, no taxes…
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I think a major rebellion is on the horizon. No Joe!? Unacceptable!
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That is soooo cute. Glad to see yo still around – despite all the coffee madness
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Thanks so much! π
Always hoping to be more around… And write more regularlyπ
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Really good piece! Just imagine if that was true, oh dear π
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Truly a nightmare.
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