Friday Fictioneers

“Honey, did you call the plumber yet? I can’t clean the kitchen with no water, and it’s building up here, quite a mess, really.”

“I thought you were going to call! Now it’s Friday already and we’d have to pay a fortune to get a plumber out on the weekend.”

“How about your dad? He’s good with this sort of thing.”

“You know what happened last time. . .then we had to get a real plumber!”

“He meant well. So we could get a hotel, just for the weekend. Just me and you and. . .”

”Room service!”

“Humph”, groaning.


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