5 words picked by a random word generator, 100 words or fewer story. We have: roof, motorcycle, slide, morals, music. Please send in one of your own, due by midnight, Monday, New York time. Winner gets a critique of the first chapter of their WIP or poem.
“Nothing like lying on a rooftop at night, sipping wine, shedding morals.”
“Don’t slide too far. You’ll lose your reputation, and risk a fall.”
“What is life without risk? I’m listening to the music of the spheres in the Eternal City. The world is beautiful.”
“My motorcycle fugit. Breaks 140.”
“That’s a sour taste. I want sweet.”
“Creep over here, I’ll oblige.”
She reached a little too eagerly. He stumbled back to save himself, but his buttons tangled in her long hair. Together they fell, spilled wine and shattered glass, a shriek like blazing stars.