The night was ripe. Smoke freely mingled with teen spirit.
“Let’s drive to the terraces, and watch the sunrise,” suggested Tony.
“Who the heck wants to watch sunrises, when we can spend the night grabbing a few more beers!” retorted Liz.
“Liz don’t be a spoilt sport,” grimaced Marissa.
“Come Marissa, we’ll go,” said Tony.
Tony revved up the engine.
This was his golden opportunity to impress Marissa. It was mostly falling apart with Liz.
The car flew into space, suspended in time; against Mr. Randy’s porch.
“Love the unknown,” someone whispered.
Back to Friday Fictioneers, after 7 months! How much I have missed writing fiction and being part of this prompt hosted by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff – Fields. Much thanks to Liz Young for this week’s photo prompt.
Find some fabulous entries to this weeks Friday Fictioneers here.