Thursday, 8 November 2012

Nanowrimo Day Eight

Your paragraph for the day. Enjoy.

I looked around having finally run out of steam. The room was quiet. Johnson was doodling on his e-pad, Williams passed him his own pad and they looked at each other. I wasn’t sure how they were placed in the room so I looked further and the office guys were looking non-committal. P.R were staring a hole through me and so I went further, looking for a fucking friend, any friend, my eyes met Judd’s as he sat back, smiled and drew his finger across his throat.  I was done. 

That's your lot. Now back to work.

Cheers for popping in and sticking with me. 

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