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Prompt 46: Wriye
22/6/14 19:32Prompt 46 wriye
This prompt is a picture of a lady sitting on a suitcase in the middle of the road.
Title: The Girl on The Suitcase
She sat on the suitcase. I hopped out of my car, with a briefcase. I put it down on the dusty road and sat down on the briefcase, beside her. She let out a girlish giggle and I smiled. She took off her sunglasses and opened her mouth.
“Hi, what's your name?" She said in a sweet, cheery voice and she offered her hand out for me to shake, to which I obliged.
“Tomas Kettle. Pleasure to meet you, what's your name and why are you out and about sitting on a suitcase? It's dangerous in these parts,” I informed her.
“Believe me if you want. My names cupid, I'm a relation to the great greek god Amore , a few dozen times great granddaughter to be precise, I have been sent down to these parts to find love for myself” She looked up into my eyes to see if I believed her. Sounded a bit nutty; but anything is possible is what my mama used to say to me when I was a little boy.
“Who's my soul mate then?" I ask, intrigued. She pulls out a little device from her pocket and shows me what the reading says. The reading says Cupid Amore. I look up at her and she blushes and turns away.
“Wanna grab some lunch with me? I know a good small diner down the road!” I announce. Grabbing dinner with practically a stranger is something I rarely did, however this stranger was going to turn out to be my soul mate. I needed to get to know Cupid Amore.
Cupid nods her head yes and she follows me in the direction of the diner, we get seated and order our food. We both order scrambled eggs and hot chocolate and we started to make some conversation.
“Cupid, I kind of feel awkward calling you Cupid. Is there any other name I can call you?” I asked, trying hard not to hurt her feelings. She smiled.
“ Some people call me Angel or Cecelia?” She supplied with a questioning tone.
“Cecelia it is. That means angel, right?” I ask her for confirmation on my thoughts. She nodded. We spent the day hanging out together.
Love is closer than you think.
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I love this couple of Tomas and Cecelia or Tomelia. They are in my top 10 couples I have made up ( Adelliot of course are top)
This prompt is a picture of a lady sitting on a suitcase in the middle of the road.
Title: The Girl on The Suitcase
She sat on the suitcase. I hopped out of my car, with a briefcase. I put it down on the dusty road and sat down on the briefcase, beside her. She let out a girlish giggle and I smiled. She took off her sunglasses and opened her mouth.
“Hi, what's your name?" She said in a sweet, cheery voice and she offered her hand out for me to shake, to which I obliged.
“Tomas Kettle. Pleasure to meet you, what's your name and why are you out and about sitting on a suitcase? It's dangerous in these parts,” I informed her.
“Believe me if you want. My names cupid, I'm a relation to the great greek god Amore , a few dozen times great granddaughter to be precise, I have been sent down to these parts to find love for myself” She looked up into my eyes to see if I believed her. Sounded a bit nutty; but anything is possible is what my mama used to say to me when I was a little boy.
“Who's my soul mate then?" I ask, intrigued. She pulls out a little device from her pocket and shows me what the reading says. The reading says Cupid Amore. I look up at her and she blushes and turns away.
“Wanna grab some lunch with me? I know a good small diner down the road!” I announce. Grabbing dinner with practically a stranger is something I rarely did, however this stranger was going to turn out to be my soul mate. I needed to get to know Cupid Amore.
Cupid nods her head yes and she follows me in the direction of the diner, we get seated and order our food. We both order scrambled eggs and hot chocolate and we started to make some conversation.
“Cupid, I kind of feel awkward calling you Cupid. Is there any other name I can call you?” I asked, trying hard not to hurt her feelings. She smiled.
“ Some people call me Angel or Cecelia?” She supplied with a questioning tone.
“Cecelia it is. That means angel, right?” I ask her for confirmation on my thoughts. She nodded. We spent the day hanging out together.
Love is closer than you think.
--
I love this couple of Tomas and Cecelia or Tomelia. They are in my top 10 couples I have made up ( Adelliot of course are top)
