And it's the end of the week again. Sorry about being so late in posting the writing prompts for this week, I haven't been home all day. Since it's already late, let's not delay any further and get right into the prompts!

Prompt 506 – Creative
Tag – List of Words
Use the following words in a story : a dirty plate, a nurse, a green hat, a puddle, and a squirrel.

Prompt 507 – Creative
Tag – The Choice
Your life has been easy, but now you have to make a choice that will determine your whole future. You are having to choose between not only two dream jobs, but two very different partners. The first job pays well, and leaves you with one of the two people you love most, it is also in deep space and will keep you from seeing or really talking to anyone else for eight years. However, you will be paid approximately ten million dollars. The other job keeps you in the countryside, never far from anything, with other partner you love. The big drawback is you will paid $30,000 a year, but will be given a small home to live in for the length of the project. What do you choose?

Let's take a look at those who took up Prompt #504:

 

“You’re giving me a headache! Stop worrying, it’ll be fine.” Jasper stepped in front of me to end my pacing.

 

“You’ve even got some decent clothes to wear this time.” He grinned and gave me a quick hug, before turning us both to face the mirror. “See, handsome and sexy, that’s us. Eric and Carolyn will be very pleased with their dates.”

 

I had to admit we looked good. Jazz was wearing a charcoal shirt over new blue jeans, and his off-white jacket with dark grey cuffs and collar somehow flattered and muted the flaming red hair at the same time. I was wearing the purple shirt Eric had liked, and nice black jeans with white trimmings. Not the almost-indecent ones, but the other pair I’d bought on our shopping expedition. Underneath I was wearing the blue silk briefs, and my hair was held together with Eric’s other gift, the furry hair tie.

 

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You’re giving me a headache!” Brian burst out, squeezing his temples in fake shock. “I can never unsee this!” he added. “What the hell is that?” Brian couldn’t stop giggling when he saw CE squeezing into strange shorts.

 

“Here are yours,” CE commented while turning away from the mirror in his room to throw a box towards the Beta.

 

“Mine?” Brian asked in confusion.

 

“Max sent some for all of us.”

 

“Lederhosen?” Brian asked incredulously.

 

“Yep.”

 

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