Last Call

As soon as she stepped in the door, we both knew this was the last time we'd see each other, and that the time would be limited, moments at best.

We could have immediately gone at it and made passionate love, but neither of us was good 'performing' on a deadline, and we were probably being watched.

We could have cried, holding each other close as we let the grief wash over us, but neither of us wanted that to be our last memories.

So we just stared at each other, smiling, until we ran for it.

Didn't make it.

Bubble Bubble

The potion began to bubble over the side of the cauldron, but she didn't notice, as she was too busy counting badger eyeballs.

When the fluid hit the fire beneath the cauldron, she didn't notice, as she was too busy measuring out snake blood.

When the fire began to burn a bright blue color, increasing the heat beneath the cauldron and causing it to bubble over more, she didn't notice, as she was chopping up eagle gizzards.

When the potion blew up, she didn't notice, as she was outside, fighting off several animals who were looking for revenge on her. 

Message In A Bottle

I was just sitting in the wet sand, letting the waves wash over me, when something hard hit my foot.

I resisted the urge to kick it and instead looked first, picking up a glass bottle, a letter rolled up inside it.

Beyond the shock of finding an actual message in a bottle, it looked like you saw in media, with barnacles and seaweed wrapped around it.

It took me a while, but I eventually managed to pull out the letter.

Before I could read it, an unexpectedly large wave hit me and disintegrated it.

Probably should have moved first.

Bullseye

She was on 32 points, the magic number, since it was the easiest to recover from as she tried to double out and win.

She missed the double 16, getting a single, then just missed the double 8, and then missed double 4 by a hair.

I got a few points on my turn, but was already ordering another drink, since I knew I was done.

She missed the double 2, and then the double 1 twice, leaving her on two points 

"You're just dragging this out."

She laughed, but then won the first time I got within winning range.

George

I asked for Suzi, and the Royal Room.

After a few moments, she walked in, smiling as she walked in.

"Hello, thank you for requesting me."

She stared at me for a second, I could see her mentally flicking through her files.

"I hope you'll tell me who recommended me, so I can thank them."

"George."

She looked confused.

"Your brother."

Mentioning her dead brother made her slap me across the face.

I waited for a moment.

"Or should I say, me."

That got me another slap.

I explained everything.

I got ten more slaps by the end of it.

Overreaction

As the starcraft left ultraspace and moved into orbit around the target planet, she turned to me as I did my calculations.

"So what is all this over, anyway?"

I sighed, and decided to tell her.

"He stole my breakfast."

She stared at me for a moment.

"That's it? All of this, for what, a protein bar? Talk about an overreaction!"

"You don't you understand. He knowingly stole a minor thing from a man of my power and position. A man who's willing to do that, is far too dangerous."

I finished my calculations and then blew up the planet.

Yesterday, Today

Today is the same as yesterday. But I can't get out of bed.

I still have the same loving partner who got out of bed an hour before now that I did yesterday. But I'm still unable to get up.

There isn't any difference in my finances, outside of the usual minor stock market changes. But my legs refuse to move.

Physically, I'm just as healthy as I was yesterday. But still...

Nothing has changed since yesterday.

But nothing had changed from yesterday's yesterday neither. Or from a thousand other yesterdays, it seems.

Hence I can't get out of bed.