Today on Microdosing our prompt is DEADLINE!
Write a story in 80 words!
Don’t forget to tag me if you follow along with the challenge.
The party ended, and it was time for Kevin, the god of Death, to do his least favorite part of his job. Since he was slowly running out of time to deliver the dead to the afterlife.
With a sour face, he sat by, watching the party people—well, their souls—walking in line into the afterlife.
Out of boredom, he checked his phone.
Beerpong, now? 🍻 came a notification.
Kevin scuffed. Can't. You know I'm on the deadline.
Raccoon note: For some early subs to the Fiction Dealer this is our second encounter with Kevin! He is a character I came up with, but never knew where to put him. This is the first one about the party in question :)
Microdosing - 80mg of a Deadline
"I’ve always been in love with you. I know you only see me as a friend, but I just wanted to say it so I don’t have any regrets,” I type and hit ‘send’.
Even now when the sky is a burning red and a bloated sun fills the horizon, I can’t help but want to be with you in my last moments. The temperature rises rapidly and every breath is agony. The end of the world is almost here.
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My initial thought was to write about the grim reaper and a soul that has to be collected, I'm glad I read yours first @Miguel S. so I went with another idea hehe.
My 80mg of a Deadline
1 minute to go until the plan is delivered. One minute to midnight. Paul saw people outside enjoying themselves in the street, lit up by the red neons of the main avenue. None of those enjoying themselves has a deadline. But Paul does, and there's a lot at stake besides his career. ‘If you don't deliver the plan on time, your whole family is in danger,’ the Mafia boss told him three weeks ago. Paul shouldn't have been careless. Bang!