It has been ages since I had a chance to write for any online/blog writing challenges, I am looking forward to trying to manage my 100 words this week for FF – Friday Fictioneers.
They leant the bikes against the wall where the others were.
“It’s the perfect place to film.”
“We’ll struggle getting the equipment up, there’s no room for the van.”
“We don’t need it, we’d cycle again.” Adele sighed.
Stephen always picked holes in her ideas, no matter how good they were.
“I’ll phone them.” she said, finding the perfect excuse to turn away.
Stephen made a quick sketch.
“They won’t do it. They say it’s haunted.”
The pair got back on their bikes, Stephen glanced up and saw the windows were open. He knew he’d drawn them shut.