I saw this pic on DA and was like..."AHHAHAH That's hilarious!"
It's a 136 word drabble. Enjoy! If you want an extension, I'd be more than happy to add more:)
"Doth thou feet tire? They have been running through my mind all evening."
Bewilderment etched into Ororo's features before she turned, exasperation replacing it, "You again."
She bowed her head, well, he's persistent. First it was the drink, then it was the chair incident; how much more damage could this guy do?
"Alright…what is it that you really want?"
"Simply a chance at your heart", his smile was so confident. It was almost endearing.
"Not likely."
"Can we start with a dance then?"
She stared at him. He would not quit, experience had taught her that men like him never would. Men with power and ambition and confidence understood that the natural order of things was to get what they wanted. She was a woman of will, but a dance really couldn't hurt, because he even though his persistence was exasperating, his handsome face definitely helped.
"Just this once."
Moving these from ValentChamber:)