fff

so, since i said i was back and blogging, of course now i've been m.i.a. for 5days, and return with this week's flash fiction friday, not one of the promised posts.
but the fff's fun, and the only reason i been m.i.a. is an unexpected gig taking the time i woulda spent blogging (and doing other things)- so i'm keeping notes so i can really be back like crack in a short.
in the meanwhile, big-up jj.

She never would have done it if she hadn’t got drunk…and now, with stone cold sober pounding on the backs of her eyelids, that hardly seemed excuse enough. the angry little marks like fiery gashes in her flesh made her wince. ashamed, she couldn’t bear to be so clearly reminded of what she’d agreed to the previous night.
trying her damnedest to look at anything but those blood-red stains, her eye settled on her still-sleeping partner. he was miraculously mostly dressed and spattered with the same red, but he wouldn’t bear lasting marks the way she would in the next weeks.
she looked down again, contemplating her condition, and unexpectedly smiled. she decided to just enjoy it. she wiggled her toes and her smile got bigger as she thought to herself,
“maybe he didn’t do so bad with my toenails after all…”

walk good.