Writing Prompt – Day 64
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The police show up at a coffee shop.
My example :
Writer’s block.
That’s the worst. I take a sip of my caramel iced coffee as I stare at a blank computer screen. I should be working on a rough draft for a new novel I pitched to my publisher, but lately, my mind has been elsewhere.
After a half hour, my coffee is nearly empty, and so are my ideas. I sigh, getting ready to close down my computer. And then I see them.
Two tall guys wearing masks barge in. “Everyone stay where you are! If everyone follows through with our demands, this will all be over soon!”
I immediately come to the conclusion that the taller one must be in charge. The shorter one doesn’t say anything but circles in place, pointing the gun around. He’s nervous, that much I can tell, which makes him almost dangerous. He’s possibly unpredictable. And I can tell the taller one will probably want to stick to the plan.
The taller guy steps over to the counter. Ashley, the barista, has her hands up and she’s shaking like a leaf. I would be too if I were her.
“Empty out the cash register,” the tall man says. “NOW!”
Ashley lets out a whimper as she opens up the register.
“That’s all you got? Pathetic.” He spins to his partner in crime. “I told you Red Rover!” Red Rover – that better be a code name. I have to hold back my urge to laugh. “Who the hell robs a damn coffee shop? There’s nothing here!”
Okay now I really do have to hold back my laugh. This is by no means a funny situation, but these guys are complete amateurs.
“I got a tip from Lanse.” Red Rover says. He’s stuttering now. “He said this is where it’s at.”
I wonder what the other guy’s nickname is. I hope Red Rover tells us.
“Ahh, fucking Lanse?!” The tall one says, who is full-on raging now. “How many times do I have to get it through your tiny little brain.” He’s in his partners face now, and lifts the gun slowly, pointing it at the side of Red Rover’s face.
Red Rover backs up and raises his hands in surrender. “Oh, come on man,” he stumbles back. “Joe. Come on. Don’t be like that. Look, the cops will probably be here soon. We gotta get outta here man.”
The gun digs deeper into Red Rover’s head. “How many times have I told you,
he spits out, “don’t use our real names.”
I suppress yet another laugh. Oh my God, if he hadn’t said that out loud, no-one would know it’s his real name. We would question it of course but who knows, maybe he just wanted a normal sounding code name, like a Joe Schmo kind of thing.
Given the state of these two morons, I know that no-one else in here will be getting hurt today. Joe is too mad at Red Rover to care about any of us. Too bad all my coffee is gone. I need some treat to go with this show.
Red and blue lights are suddenly flashing outside now.
That was quick.
An officer busts through the door. I’ve been mentally recording everything going on because lucky for me, I no longer have writer’s block. So many ideas are running through my mind thanks to these two idiots.
There’s some yelling back and forth for a few moments but the officers have these guys. I almost feel bad. But I really needed something to spark my creativity.
Once the arrest is made and the shop goes back to normal – which takes some time given everyone has to make a statement, let alone new workers had to be called in to release the ones who are stirred up – I order a new coffee and re-open my laptop.
A screen demanding my login and password pop up. I fill the boxes in.
Username : LanseGang29@gmail.com
Password : Sucker@559
My password couldn’t be any further from the truth. They really are suckers. I really shouldn’t be using the same name for my username as I do my online alias name, considering I use it to stir up trouble when I have writer’s block, especially since it could get me in trouble in the future, but it’s just too good. I do suspect a day will come when the cops will catch-on and possibly trace the “tip” back to my computer, but I’m a pretty good hacker so I don’t foresee that actually happening. Who knows though.
All I know, is it’s worth it to me. I have a deadline to make with my publisher. I don’t have time to not know what to write.
Thoughts are swirling around in my head. I can’t wait to get writing. And to think, I actually almost left the place. I thought maybe they didn’t have it in them. But thankfully, I was wrong. Creativity is flowing through me thanks to Dumb and Dumber.
This is great. Especially since my second coffee was free. Afterall, I’m an innocent witness. Before I lose any precious ideas I have in my head, I open up my word doc and begin typing.
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