290 words today. Here's a 'morning after the night before' snippet - the catch being that I haven't yet written most of the 'night before'. That may follow tomorrow!
Emma laughed harshly. 'Good God, Jay. What a way to spend the night before your wedding.'
He took a gulp of coffee. 'What, ending up in the cop shop? Happens at every other stag do. At least I didn't end up handcuffed naked to a lamp post.'
Helen giggled.
'You reckon we'll make it in time?' I asked, to cover the embarrassment I thought she ought to be feeling.
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on 2015-06-08 09:17 pm (UTC)Emma laughed harshly. 'Good God, Jay. What a way to spend the night before your wedding.'
He took a gulp of coffee. 'What, ending up in the cop shop? Happens at every other stag do. At least I didn't end up handcuffed naked to a lamp post.'
Helen giggled.
'You reckon we'll make it in time?' I asked, to cover the embarrassment I thought she ought to be feeling.