Meat Market #3LineTales

Quality Meats in Neon

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The pungent sting of the ink twitched his nostrils (black always seemed to go to his head) but Daniel waved the marker under his nose for a moment before recapping.

He flicked the switch and the neon fluttered, the electric buzz looming large then receding quickly into the hum of the morning as he hung the Special.

Her eyes flashed an emerald green and Daniel cocked an eyebrow with his smile but her forehead furrowed as she walked past, transforming his grin to a sneer: “Probably a vegetarian.”


Photo by Cathal Mac an Bheatha via Unsplash
For Three Line Tales, Week 60 by Sonya

10 thoughts on “Meat Market #3LineTales

      1. That’s the way of a jerk, true: If you don’t like me, there must be something wrong with *you*. Alas, the jerk finds that there’s something wrong with an awful lot of people, somehow. What a coincidence. 😉

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