For this year’s A to Z Challenge, I’m writing drabbles based on words I got from a random word generator. A drabble is a short piece of fiction of exactly 100 words.
“Existence is bleak and meaningless,” I muttered. “There’s nothing good in this world.”
My husband cast me a raised-eyebrow from across the kitchen. He didn’t look like a ray of sunshine either, but he never does first thing in the morning. However, his sleepy eyes and mussed hair couldn’t compare to the dark cloud that had descended upon me. “Isn’t that a bit overdramatic?”
I shook my head. “No. The world as I know it is coming to an end.” I lifted the canister from the counter and held it up for him to see. “We’re out of coffee.”