Challenge- Flash Fiction
Four, three, two, one.
Four, three, two, one.
Four, . .
“Cut it out. It’s driving me nuts!”
“I can’t help it. I have to count or I miss a step.”
“Just do it in your mind then!”
They glared at one another, each waiting for the other to break eye contact.
Four, three. . .
“I swear to God, I’ll break your face!”
Tiny droplets of sweat had now turned into rivulets, snaking their way down each man’s temple, as tensions rose.
Finally one gasped as the other brought his fist crashing to the table.
And he’d lost another arm-wrestling match. Yet again.
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*Flash Fiction in 100 words/ Day 3 of writing Daily in 2018
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