Laura was sure that this particular seating arrangement had been vetoed already, but somehow certain people kept making their way to different places.
She had to credit her fiancé for being a hopeless romantic and believing that by sitting these people next to each other that sparks would fly.
Unfortunately, he was no matchmaker and the only sparks between the set ups he was going for would be ones of confrontation.
He wouldn’t listen though, he was convinced that he was right, she almost wanted to leave it the way it was just to prove him wrong.
Probably not though.
As part of the AtoZ challenge I am writing flash fiction of no more than 100 words. Today’s prompt was…
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