So I start
Hello, I suppose, is how I want to begin this. I being me, Quinn. I had originally ventured out with plans for a blog, but found myself on medium, intrigued. And so, without further adieu, here is the first of what will hopefully be a few of my rambles, wonders, and short stories.
Excuse me! a shrill voice calls out
I know shes talking to me but keep my head in the table hoping someone will intercept
Eeeexcuse me. Higher pitched as she gets closer, must be important
Heeey, I drawl, work voice on maximum power
Sorry to bother you, (you’re not) but did you clean our table already?
my eyes spell loathing. Where were you sitting? nicer than ever
Oh just right over there. Oh… it looks like you did already
Well, did you see a retainer?
What would it look like
Red, but it was wrapped up in a napkin, it probly looked like trash
respond slowly, If it looked like trash, I probly threw it away
short gasp, indignation, You What
I’m sorry (i’m not), But I really don’t look out for things like that
she cant believe it shes shocked,
doesn’t get another word out
turns tail, on heel, and marches out
I sigh, return my tub, dump the trash, and catch the faintest red glint as the