Another word picture
Written for OLWG#56
Wayne baltered to the counter and smiled sheepishly at the olive skinned, dark haired girl he found there. She reached out her hand, but he lifted his suitcase up and placed it on the scale before handing her his ID and ticket. Tapping on the keyboard she found him in the system.
“Would you prefer a window or an aisle, Mr. Tupper?” she asked politely.
Wayne looked at her name tag, “Uhm, Ms Bustamante,” he replied, “could I get a middle seat, please?” He flicked some of the green blue and gold glitter from his shoulder. There was a lot there. He wiped a bit more from his lapel as he waited for her to answer then he closed his eyes. He was so drunk still. He was so tired.
At the gate, waiting to board Wayne napped till the gate agent woke him so he could board and then he made his way to seat 13B. An older woman; grey hair with a blue wash occupied 13A, she was thin and frail. She and Wayne exchanged smiles as he waited for the large man to step aside from the aisle seat so that he could move in. He raised his eyebrows as Wayne scooted past.
“Dude… wish I’d been with you. Looks like you’ve been having a good time.” The big man said.
Wayne nodded and collapsed into his seat. He leaned towards the old woman at the window to make room for the big guy’s shoulders and closed his eyes hoping for slumber.
This weeks prompts:
- covered with glitter
- playing pirates
- life can end in the middle of a sentence