She walked into the room carrying a brown paper bag. She looked at me.
“I got the wantons you said you wanted.” she told me.
“You misheard me. I said I am full of wanton desires for you.” I replied.
“Oh. So you don’t want the wontons then?”
“No actually I’m quite hungry. They’ll do nicely.”
“Cool.” she replied looking puzzled.
Word count: 60 + prompt
This was written with the prompt wanton provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #209.
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