What a shitstorm (WPW)


You are looking down through the skylight as chefs prepare dinner for your ex-fiancé’s wedding.

“It’s perfect isn’t it?” Carmen whispered, sitting to rest beside her best friend; the recently heartbroken Heather.

“Very. And the window slides open, just above the food. How did you pull this off?”

“I have my ways,” Carmen giggled out before grabbing the bottle of Laxative she’d been hiding in her pocket and handing it over. “Okay, are you ready?”

Heather nodded and sent a text to their friend, Marcus, below who was going to be their distraction.

Right on time, Marcus busts into the kitchen acting quiet, gleeful and drunk!

All the chefs quickly move to remove him, frantic as he knocks over pots and pans. As they turn their backs, the sky begins to rain into the soup, over the cheese tray and glistened the wedding cake.

What a shitstorm.

Prompt from: 642 Things to Write About

Featured image from: Giphy


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