Drabble: Overreaction

Genre: slice of life

 

She hummed as she hung the clothes up to dry. He crept up behind her, light as a feather, silent like a ninja. Without warning, he struck!

A scream cut through the air. The rest of the group rushed over.

What they found was damp clothing thrown everywhere, as if a clothes bomb had exploded where the only female in their group stood. Across from her sprawled their youngest member, half buried under a hill of clothes. A soft drink can rolled on the floor, the shiny surface wet with condensation.

“What happened?”

The girl sent them a rueful look.

“I panicked.”

~End~

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Posted on May 5, 2017, in Drabble and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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