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blazingdarknessSo, as it happens, despite having written a couple hundred thousand words of glowfic in the past few years, I've basically never actually been able to write even a little regular solo prose. But for some reason the layout and I guess the fundamental premise of Dreamwidth unlocked something in my brain! Therefore: a drabble.
I used an RNG on this prompt list and then also set it at a list of my templates (with lots of rerolls until I hit on something I actually felt like writing, haha) and then the individual character.
Ari can feel her pulse in her fingertips against the steering wheel. She's anxious, and very used to the physical symptoms that come with that, and... she doesn't think that's what this is. It's a little too strong, too concentrated.
She settles back against the headrest. And then has to reach forward again to twist the key and turn off the car.
"Hi, Verona," she complains, resigned, just in case.
There's no answer, and Ari feels ever more the fool sitting there as the minutes tick by, but she doesn't restart the car.
It ends up being the right call.
(Chevron was actually the one who got picked :Þ.)
I used an RNG on this prompt list and then also set it at a list of my templates (with lots of rerolls until I hit on something I actually felt like writing, haha) and then the individual character.
Ari can feel her pulse in her fingertips against the steering wheel. She's anxious, and very used to the physical symptoms that come with that, and... she doesn't think that's what this is. It's a little too strong, too concentrated.
She settles back against the headrest. And then has to reach forward again to twist the key and turn off the car.
"Hi, Verona," she complains, resigned, just in case.
There's no answer, and Ari feels ever more the fool sitting there as the minutes tick by, but she doesn't restart the car.
It ends up being the right call.
(Chevron was actually the one who got picked :Þ.)
