Prompt: Write a story in all dialogue. 


“Order Up!”

“Can you cover for me tonight?”

“What is it for this time? Your man needs some loving or whatever?”

“My baby is sick. You know, not everything is about Hunter.”

“Only if it’s for your child. Not that low-life.”

“Here’s your pancakes, sir.”

“More coffee too.”

“You got it.”

“I’m tired of this place anyways, sometimes my baby is my only excuse to get outta here.”

“I got a life too. A loving husband, children.”

“Hah, doubt you’d spend time with them anyway. You’d be too busy playing whatever card game that could land you money.”

“Here’s some more coffee. How’re the pancakes?”

“They’re fine.”

“Oh, honey.”

“What?”

“Don’t tell me you’re gonna have another one.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Another one in there.”

“Oh! Of course not! What makes you think that?”

“Have you seen your ankles? You’re on your feet all day, as am I. But my ankles don’t look like that. That’s what happened when you were having your first one.”

“That’s silly. I haven’t had time to have sex since I’ve been working and the baby.”

“You trying to tell me that you’re boyfriend hasn’t been pleaded you to have sex with him when he shows up drunk, or whatever the hell he’s been on?”

“Rosie, I know you don’t like him but Hunter isn’t a bad guy. I mean we might have had sex a few weeks ago, or whatever. I can’t afford another one right now anyway.”

“Welcome, what can I grab you to drink?

“Water.”

“Water.”

“Root Beer.”

“No, honey, you can’t have that. He’ll take water.”

“I’ll get that for you.”

“Just because you can’t afford another one, doesn’t mean you aren’t pregnant.”

“Once I deliver these drinks, I’m outta here.” 

“I’ll take over but you gotta get tested. Molly, you can’t go walking around anymore ignoring it after today. Go to the drugstore and pick up one on your way home.”

“Whatever, I guess I’ll stop.”

“Molly, you know better.”

“Bye, Rosie. Have a good night. I’ll see you tomorrow!”

“Crazy ass girl, I tell you.”

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