“I don’t need your help. I need my phone topped up.”
“Young lady, one look and I can tell you ain’t from around here, and cher, you got no business wanderin’ down this highway alone.”
“I got cash. You gonna top me up or what?”
“Here’s the deal missy: I’ll put $100 on that phone of yours for free if you’ll do one thing for me…”
Eyes cast at the floor. “Ok perv. You got a back room?”
“You misunderstand me cher. I’ll top up your phone, but we’re gonna make one call together. We’re gonna call your momma.”
Friday Fictioneers – where the challenge is to write a complete story in 100 words or less. Inspired by a photo prompt posted every week. Beginning, Middle & End. Every word counts!