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FLASH FICTION PROMPT
“It’s a medical thing.”
She stared at him. “That’s all you have to say? After all of this time? After what we’ve been through together?”
“Together?” He mocked. “Don’t give me all that rot. You sound like some whiny housewife right out of a television drama.”
“At least I’m not trying to be a self-centered pyscho-”
“CUT!” The director yelled. He rubbed his forehead. “Lucy, Dan, I know you two have been getting along now, but the fight scenes are scripted for a reason. You have to repeat the actual words with feeling, not water it down for–oh never mind.”
The actor and actress in question were already across the set in each others’ arms.
“Medical thing?” The director repeated. He rubbed his face.
(c) Sara Harricharan