Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)
This is the Doctrine’s contribution to the Six Sentence Story bloghop.
Hosted by Denise, constrained by a sentence limit (high and low) of six, there are worse ways to spend the remaining time you have on earth.
Prompt word:
FUSE
“What’s the deal with the whole time-traveler thing? I mean as a con it doesn’t suck. Far as I can see you got most of the Proprietors at the Café buying the ‘Last thing I remember was being a college student in 1972, how is it I woke up in 2025′ schtick, but where’s the pay-off?”
The Sophomore watched Rosetta, now fully dressed, rummage through the apartment’s kitchen cabinets; discovering the coffee filters she put one in the coffee maker, shoveled six scoops of Chase and Sanborn into the machine with the practiced haste of a member of a bomb disposal unit staring at the burning fuse of a caffeine bomb.
“Time to pro quo my quid, buddy. I showed you mine, time for you to show me yours; not for nothin’ but my uncle Lou is a very protective guardian-responsible adult type person and, seeing how you haven’t yet turned into a post-coital asshole, I’d prefer to hear your side of the story first, you hear what I’m sayin’?
About clarkscottroger
She’s definitely a Scott.
ya think?
lol
we’re gonna need more coffee …
;]
Excellent. Gonna go sit with Ren. And wait for more coffee.
Me three, I need some coffee just now as well!
Me four
Loved this line
“…into the machine with the practiced haste of a member of a bomb disposal unit staring at the burning fuse of a caffeine bomb”
Thank you
Agreed!Just rolls over the tongue and leaves a distinct flavor.
Always up for a cup, right? As well as more of the story.
yes. I thought, rather get to the action, lets practice our writing (always looking for show-don’t-tell opportunities)
It looks like Rosetta has a for real boyfriend. She’s even making the coffee.
it appears so… but looks can be deceiving
Oooo, do tell. But lemme have my coffee first.
by all means… have some elephant ears in the white cardboard box
…kept closed with white string
Hear what you’re saying , but why am I suddenly nervous of my coffee machine?
lol you are wise to approach with caution
I know it smells like coffee, but I’m thinkin’ trouble’s brewin’…
ikr?