She’s … a Lot

Flash Fiction

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I have to be in the right mood to go clubbing, and I wasn’t, not that night, not most nights if I’m honest. But his ex was in town for the weekend and all the old crew was meeting up at Destiny and what was I going to say? Don’t go, I’m jealous? Cuddle with me, I made soup? Let’s stay in and de-worm the cat?

Yeah, right.