Prompt: Thirteen
Genre: Humor
Notes: Yeah...So I disappeared. Dunno why. But hopefully starting this week I'll get into a new update schedule for this one again. It's going to be Mondays and Fridays. Mondays because...I dunno. Fridays because no classes. For sure this Friday because 24 hour theatre!
So...Yeah, not the best cause I'm getting back into the swing. I'm surprised I haven't seen anyone do a drabble on this. (Could be wrong.) And that last line is a normal joke-threat for us so...
Thirteen is my lucky number, Odd Della Robbia thought. The thirteenth relationship. As he always told himself, what's life without a little risk?
He approached the girl and started to smooth talk her. Getting her in the mood was his plan this time. Then came the question of a date. She agreed. Success! Then she asked for his name. As if he was being executed, he slowly told the girl his name.
Ulrich noticed Odd walking back sulking. "Struck out again? Looks like thirteen isn't your lucky number after all Odd."
"Shut up or you're going to the Digital Sea."