Brianna Frost
It was the first hot day of the year in Pittsburgh. Students from the University of Pittsburgh sprawled in the grass sunbathing. The good-looking young man walked beyond the students and down a street to the crowded tables of a sidewalk cafe. A beautiful young woman waved at him from one of the tables. He sat at her table. A tall mixed drink was in front of her. A waitress took his order. The man and woman sat saying nothing. The waitress brought him a glass and a bottle of beer. The man poured some of the beer in the glass and drank it off. The man and woman sat looking at each other.
She said, “I fell in love with you because you were a wild man. Now you’ve become such a prude.”
“For not wanting to have sex on the Internet?”
“We won’t always be young.”
He finished the rest of his beer. He sat thinking, holding and watching his empty beer glass. He looked up at her, considering.
“All right,” he said.
“Really?”
“Maybe it’ll be fun.”
“Of course it’ll be fun. And we’ll make money. We’ll make lots of money. You know why?”
“Why?”
“Because we’re young. Because we’re beautiful. Because we’re good. I have a friend who makes a living from online videos.”
“What’s her name?”
“Brianna Frost.”
The End
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March 31, 2010 — pittsburghflashfictiongazetteBrianna Frost
It was the first hot day of the year in Pittsburgh. Students from the University of Pittsburgh sprawled in the grass sunbathing. The good-looking young man walked beyond the students and down a street to the crowded tables of a sidewalk cafe. A beautiful young woman waved at him from one of the tables. He sat at her table. A tall mixed drink was in front of her. A waitress took his order. The man and woman sat saying nothing. The waitress brought him a glass and a bottle of beer. The man poured some of the beer in the glass and drank it off. The man and woman sat looking at each other.
She said, “I fell in love with you because you were a wild man. Now you’ve become such a prude.”
“For not wanting to have sex on the Internet?”
“We won’t always be young.”
He finished the rest of his beer. He sat thinking, holding and watching his empty beer glass. He looked up at her, considering.
“All right,” he said.
“Really?”
“Maybe it’ll be fun.”
“Of course it’ll be fun. And we’ll make money. We’ll make lots of money. You know why?”
“Why?”
“Because we’re young. Because we’re beautiful. Because we’re good. I have a friend who makes a living from online videos.”
“What’s her name?”
“Brianna Frost.”
The End
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Flash Fiction eBook
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