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[Write the Story] The Gala Event of the Season

Posted by reudaly on August 26, 2017 in Writing |

Prompt: The Gala Event of the Season

Words: cater waiter, suspicious, architecture, money, switch, imagine, yawn, blot, lilac, program

“Places, everyone! Places!”

The cater waiter army lined up in crisp white shirts and black bowties. The event planner, Madam Nouveau, marched down the row pointing out miniscule flaws and flicking errant posture with a feather switch.

“Everything has to be perfect tonight, my pretties. There will be not one yawn. Not one blot on a sleeve, glove, tray or glass. Do not speak unless spoken to. You are part of the architecture. Now fly. Fly my pretties and help make this night more magical than anyone could imagine.”

Dylan squashed any suspicious thought he had about Madam’s humanity as he accepted the silver tray of dainties. Thank god it wasn’t champagne flutes. He hated drinks trays. He pushed through the door and heroically kept his composure.

Liliac! Why did it have to be lilacs? Dylan had no idea why the rich and powerful giving money to some program whose name he couldn’t pronounce would have stooped to such an old-fashioned and common flower, but here he was.

He managed to serve the canapes before his vision completely blurred and his throat closed. He would never work again as his tray clattered to the floor – followed by him.

“And now our program is complete with a real-world demonstration. Doctors? Who wants to make this a night no one will ever forget?”

Word Count: 221

Written: 7/18/17

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