2006-06-06 0855 Writing: New story at The Grey Scribe: Meat Streets

Meat Streets

Pepsi still trickled through Todd’s nostrils as he gazed at me, his eyes wide. All trace of humour was gone.
“My god, you’re serious. You really are serious. Shit!”
I looked back and turned, the holoboard fading as I lifted my hands from the tabletop.
“Todd, I don’t see what the problem is. It’s just a date, that’s all.”

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