Friday Fictioneers 4-18-2017



PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

Friday Fictioneers 

Chris leaned back with a sigh of contentment. Dante lay on the bed, groaning. Jay, on the floor. The hotel room was a wreak; not torn apart, just a constant scattering of things here to there.

“Good pizza,” Jay managed, saxophone laid beside him.

“Have more.”

“Piss off, Chris. If I eat more, I’ll explode. What then, huh?”

Dante grunted in agreement.

Chris sipped his wine, pleasantly buzzed.

“Where are we?” Jay asked.

“Frick if I know. Somewhere with good pizza.”

Chris snorted, finished his wine. Touring was hell, but he’d never been happier.

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