“So you’re home finally.” Sara noted as she caught Emma sneaking back into the house after midnight.
“Yes.” Emma confirmed.
“You’re not going to give one of your usual flippant responses then?”
“Flippant? I’m never flippant!” Emma responded adamantly.
“Yet you’re well known for it. We do need to talk about our relationship. It’s clearly not working between us anymore.” Sara told her. Emma rolled her eyes.
“Whatever.” she replied running up the stairs.
Word count: 74
This was written with the prompt flippant provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #266.
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