My Twelve Days of Christmas, non-Christmas related story. Ideally this will be a twelve part story, updated every day from now until Christmas. Forgive me if I don't manage to do it every day, or by my made up deadline. I have about half of it done along with a rough outline, but if you want to see it go somewhere, let me know! Hope you enjoy. Happy Holidays! :)
Kate was sitting on the floor with her back against the couch. She used one arm to hold her knees up to her chest so she could rest her chin in the small gap between them. Her other hand was busy moving the can on the table, pushing the condensation around. She mused at her current blob, adding a trunk to turn it into an elephant.
"You wan' 'nother?"
"Sure," she said and sighed.
Why had she agreed to this? All she knew was her abilities had been called into question, and her pride made her see red. The only thing that mattered after that was burying him. She couldn't even remember how the conversation had started.
But the challenge was laid out.
And here they were.
So she stared at her elephant, slowly losing its form and becoming nothing more than a mess, while he stumbled to grab another case of beer from the kitchen.