A drabble is a 100-word story. Write your own 100 word stories on Fridays, and tag them with “friday drabble”. This is my first.
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The ceremony was quick. We threw rice at the happy couple.
Another happy couple. I couldn’t remember much that happened afterward—funny, considering it was a summer spent trying to forget the past.
I recall a beach surrounded by libations and laughter aplenty. Dee and I chased a jellyfish with sticks like little kids.
Flash forward. Next bar, bachelorette party. We weren’t invited. An unimpressive douche bag got my number, I never called back.
I awoke topless on my bathroom floor. Hopeless.
Dee sent a photo. I don’t remember doing this. Hmm, I wonder if Arthur Fonzarelli needs a wife?
Another douchebag told me my hat looked like was from the 40s, when it is actually a 20s style hat. And proceeded to ask why I would wear a hat. Men…..
❤ Dee Dee
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It’s okay..I like your hat!
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Keep dribbling…we need to make this a major blogging deal. 🙂
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Got the idea from you, let’s keep it going 🙂
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