Ok, so, I have one drawing started for yesterday, but I just haven’t had the chance to do much more for it, between writing and assorted life things.
One of the things that threw me off course today was finally getting my glasses in the mail today! My right eye has perfect vision, but my left eye is weak enough that it apparently makes a difference in how well I can actually see. It’s amazing living in a 3D world again. I could do without the headache from getting used to said glasses, though.
Anyway, hopefully, I’ll have three drawings to offer tomorrow before my sister’s birthday party. For now? Enjoy Friday Fictioneers. As always, thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting!
|PHOTO PROMPT – © C. Hase|
“What’d you find?” His boyfriend, Greg, peered over his shoulder.
“I don’t know.” He knelt, and dug with his hands until he held a rusted box. “Hey, we found buried treasure!”
“Probably just trash.”
“Then why do you sound so excited?” Fredrick teased, prying the lid open.
The two men leaned forward to see the soggy paper within. Greg carefully extracted, unfolded it and promptly burst into laughter.
One word was written there: “SUCKER!”