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Afternoon Delight

Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2014 5:22 pm
by Caustic Reverie
Claude ambles down the lane, leaning heavily on his walking stick. On this oppressively hot afternoon, the old man has the neighborhood to himself. He looks around as he approaches his quarry: a stalk of pale purple orchids wired to the trunk of a Gumbo-Limbo tree. Leaning forward as if to sniff a blossom, he pops it into his mouth, biting through the stem in one quick, practiced motion. A look of perverse joy washes over his face as he chews the flower and he seems more energized as he strolls to the next cluster of orchids in the distance.

Re: Afternoon Delight

Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2014 8:13 pm
by MonsieurMoustache
So that's what happened to my crocuses. Curse you old man!

Re: Afternoon Delight

Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2014 8:59 pm
by pondspider
Caustic Reverie wrote:Claude ambles down the lane, leaning heavily on his walking stick ... his quarry: a stalk of pale purple orchids wired to the trunk of a Gumbo-Limbo tree ... he seems more energized as he strolls to the next cluster of orchids in the distance.
Are these pale purple orchids a stimulant or something?

Or does Claude feel invigorated simply by his act of clandestine floral ingestion? :?

Re: Afternoon Delight

Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2014 3:20 am
by unseentangerine
an act of clandestine floral ingestion?
can that be the title of my next drabble? that's pretty cool lol