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The last prompt of this year has to be something different, something exciting.
Describe your protagonist seeing/meeting an ex at the new year party.
And with this prompt, we take your leave. See you on the other side of the New Year, 2019 with yet another interesting prompt.
Till then, be good, party hard and hold your drinks well!!
Word count – 209 Words
Pot calling the kettle black
Entering the party hall, Jason made a beeline for the bar. Perched on the high stool, he asked for “whiskey, neat”. As the smooth amber liquid warmed his throat and fired up his blood, he noticed someone else taking the stool next to him. He turned to look and immediately froze.
It was the face he had vowed not to see in a million years. It was the face he had last seen passionately fused with his best friend, Joe. It was the face he could never forget.
“Fancy meeting you here!” Sonja remarked. Jason shrugged.
“All alone?” Jason asked. He was in no mood to meet Joe, for if he did, he might be tempted to hit him. Again. This New Year party was already turning into a disaster.
“I broke up with him.”
He gave out a bitter laugh. “Why am I not surprised?”
“You of all people should know that,” she retorted.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Jason was clueless.
“Forgot why I broke up with John?” She smiled, a cruel triumphant smile.
Jason remembered another day in another time. John walking in on Jason and his girlfriend, Sonja making out in his house.
“Believe me, we are cut from the same cloth,” Sonja announced calmly.
Good one di….
Thank you Neethu, you got time to read on a weekday! Wow…are you on leave??
Jason seems to have selective memory. Well written, Anshu
Glad the girl reminded him!
Too bad too sad. Temporary thrill long time loss. But young people will meet many more new people. It is just the beginning of new year. Nice story.
Thank you Abhijit. He has now realised that he was not all saint. Also, he still loves her, maybe that will help them patch up things. Who know!
A leapord never changes his spots. Not even a new year’s resolution can change that. good one.