“Are you sure you want that?” I said slyly
“What do you mean?” his eyebrow quirked
“Well you know you were complaining that you felt a bit sluggish the other day and maybe having a pastry isn’t a good idea.”
“I’m fine I was just a bit knackered, plus I’ve been going to the gym again.”
“If you say so.”
“I’m allowed a treat now and again, I know I’ve been overindulging a little but I’m generally fit as a fiddle.”
“Well now I’ve lost my appetite.”
“What a pity, all the more for me.”
Works every time.
As part of the AtoZ challenge I am writing flash fiction of no more than 100 words. Today’s prompt was…
Fit as a fiddle
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