Hi friends. For a change, and thanks to my buddy Tom's encouragement, I gave the Saturday Centus thing a whirl. The task is to work with a prompt, keeping the piece within 100 words (not including the prompt). My effort follows, with the prompt in bold. This wasn't ea***
Her hopes soared. Their first New Year’s Eve as a married couple would include a delicious meal, juicy wine, and romantic music. They would gravitate to the bedroom, apathetic about the hour.
Alas, he was a pill. She, a klutz. The chicken was undercooked, cd player broken, and wine too tart. Perhaps semi-accidentally, she spilt (red) wine onto the carpet. He glared. "Crap!" Now, she’d be lucky to get a lukewarm handshake at midnight. "This is never going to come out," she thought as she scrubbed at the spot on the worn carpet.
He google’d a recipe for red wine stain removal. It worked. It was a happy new year's after all. For him.