Saturday, August 8, 2020

There’s a difference between stupid in love and stupid

‘He’s in the shower then?’ Cathy asked, entering the kitchen.


‘You don’t sound too happy about it.’

‘Well, y’know.’ Jane shrugged.

‘Well, I know I was kept up half the night.’


‘What are you sorry for? Oh, god! Oh, god!’ Cathy mimicked. ‘Oohhhh, fuck. Don’t stop!’


‘What is it, buyer’s remorse? Got a face like a slapped arse?’


‘At least it wasn’t that fucker Gary.’

‘Shhhssh. He might hear.’

‘Wait …’

‘I know.’

‘He cheated on you. Gave you a fucking black eye!’

‘I …’

‘Jesus, Jane! There’s a difference between stupid in love and stupid.’

A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.

1 comment:

Margot Kinberg said...

Oh, that is a good one, Rob! It rings true, and it raises a question that a lot of people have (Why the hell do you stay with/go back to him if he treats you like that?). The answer's complicated, as you know, but this really captures it well.