“If you know you are going to fail, then fail gloriously!” – Cate Blanchett
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This post is part of One-liner Wednesday:
As Tony listened to the morning news and heard all the various crime reports he once again imagined himself as a caped crusader who could wage war on crime and protect his city, then he sighed and left to go to work at his minimum wage job.
This post is part of the Tuesday Use It In A Sentence prompt, “wage”:
“What do you think?” Anya asked as she studied her reflection in the full-length mirror.
“That dress looks very pretty on you,” her friend Ingrid replied from where she sat on the bed across the room. “It’d go great with your hair pins.”
“Do you think Mark will like it?”
“I’m pretty sure he will.”
Anya studied her reflection a few more moments. “I don’t know,” she finally said. “What about that other dress?”
“Which one? The one you tried on first? Or the one you tried on second? Or the third one? Or the fourth?”
“I don’t know. Any of them.” She saw Ingrid roll her eyes in the mirror and huffed. “Fine. The first one.”
“It was lovely. They were all very pretty and they all looked good on you. You look great in anything, you know.”
“Thanks. But which do you think Mark will like better?”
Ingrid sighed. “I’m pretty sure he’d like whatever you end up wearing.”
Anya rolled her eyes. “You’re not helping, Ingrid. I need to decide on something to wear to dinner tonight.”
“So, pick something then.”
“I don’t know. Where are you going for dinner?”
“I’m not sure. He’s surprising me for my birthday.”
“Then go with the third dress. It’s nice, somewhat dressy but not overly so. It should be fine for just about any restaurant you end up going to as long as it’s not one of the really upscale ones.”
“He didn’t say anything about it being anything really fancy.”
“Ok, then. The third dress should would out just fine.”
“Are you sure?”
“Trust me. I have a pretty good eye for these sorts of things.”
“And you’re sure Mark will like it?”
“He’d be a fool not to.”
Anya smiled. “Thanks.” She spotted the clock’s reflection in the mirror and let out a small gasp. “Oh, I’d better hurry! It’s getting pretty late! Mark will be here any minute!”
Ingrid got up from the bed as Anya struggled with the zipper of the dress she had on. “Here, let me give you a hand.”
This post is part of the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, “pretty”:
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