They Call It Puppy Love
The sex was great, but he was so territorial. Peeing on my furniture was the last straw. A gun was easy to get; silver bullets, harder, but now I can buy a new couch and move on.
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For Chuck Wendig’s Flash Fiction Challenge, “A Story in Three Sentences.”
Tags: Micro fiction, Microfic
I’d totally kick out a guy for peeing on the couch, no matter how hirsute.