I hope everyone has had a great week up until this point and that everyone has a wonderful weekend as well. Friday has once again graced us with it's presence and with it we have two more prompts from the prompt guru, Comicfan. As always, we're also sharing a previous prompt response. Don't forget, if either of these prompts trigger a response from you, share it in the prompt forum and maybe you'll see yours featured next week!

Prompt 364 – Creative
Tag – First Line
“That is the last time I am telling you anything!”

Prompt 365 – Creative
Tag – The Children
Two weeks ago a new strain of virus was found to be breaking out across the world. The very old and they very young seemed to be the only ones affected. Every adult over the age of sixty five that developed the virus died painfully within two days. The children seemed to spike after three days and recover,. However, a week after their release from the hospital people all over are noticing a major change in the children. What is wrong with the children?

Since there wasn't much response to last week's prompts, I looked a little further back and found this response from Sasha Distan, from Prompt #352:

“I can’t believe you asked him that!”

 

“Why not?” Jian shrugged fluidly, “it’s not like there’s great deal of point spending ages beating around the bush.”

 

Huan-Yu covered his eyes with one palm, like he couldn’t believe what was happening.

 

“You do not just up and ask my housemate if he likes to ‘play rough’, Jian! I think I’m gonna be sick.”

 

“He’s a fuckin’ polar bear dude: he can deal with it.” Jian glanced back through the kitchen doorway and across the hall. He could only make out Emmett’s arm and the smooth muscled ball of his shoulder as he took another swig of his beer, but it was enough to make him shiver.

 

“You don’t even know that’s he’s gay!”

 

“Er, yeah I do.”

 

“I can hear you two y’know,” the Canadian leant forwards and stared at them both for a long moment, “are you bringing chips or what? Game’s gonna start without you…”

 

Jian sniggered.

 

“You watch sports now?”

 

“No,” Huan-Yu glared at his long-time friend, “Emmett watches sports. I just can’t be bothered to change the channel.”

 

Jian hefted the big bowl of chips and grabbed the dip from surface with a grin. He rolled his eyes.

 

“Pandas… so un-ambitious.” He spun around in the doorway of the living room, making sure that Emmett could see his butt, “thanks for letting me stay by the way ‘cus.”

 

Huan-Yu followed carrying two more beers and an aloe-vera juice bottle. It was going to be a long winter.