She took a look at the man, a queasy feeling in her stomach. He was the kind of people she usually avoided; she’d learned to trust her instincts when it came to that. One had to if they wanted to survive this world of sharks.
His gelatinous skin seemed to flap around his body, too loose for it. It almost looked like a costume. That’s how fat he was. It was disgusting… But the day proved a bad one. If she wanted to get a quarter or a bit more so she could buy a meal and pay her dues, she had to swallow her pride and fear. She played her part enacted the role of the defenseless down-on-her-luck girl and approached her would be pygmalion of the night.
He stunk of nicotine and perfume, the fusion of smell making him even more repellent than before. Only she had to. She accosted him with a smile. When he took her hand to kiss it, as if she were a lady, she almost recoiled: his skin felt mealy. And the hold was too strong for a man this fat. He was pretending. Everything about this man told her he was a scapegrace like Fordyce. Worse than the gang leader in fact; he had an evil spark in his eyes that terrified her.
“You’re such a lovely thing kitten. I could eat you alive.” He said with a smile that she imagined filled with her blood. She stepped back, unable to stop herself.
He laughed and the sound sent a shiver through her bones. To hell with it; she’d rather face Fordyce’s wrath over her meager loot than spend another second with that man.
“I’m sorry Kitten. It’s just a parapraxis…”
“A slip of the tongue, the wrong imagery. Come kitten. Don’t you want your money?”
Caught like a mouse in a trap, she wondered if he’d known. She was the one supposed to spring a trap on him but now she wasn’t sure anybody would intervene. It was a world of sharks but she wasn’t so stupid as to ignore this man was the biggest in the pond right now. She was on her own. Unless Fordyce was around. She could only hope.
In response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie’s Wordle #137 prompt.
The words: 1. Enact 2. Parapraxis (a slip of the tongue or pen, forgetfulness, misplacement of objects, or other error thought to reveal unconscious wishes or attitudes.) 3. Scapegrace (a complete rogue or rascal; a habitually unscrupulous person; scamp.) 4. Meager 5. Spark 6. Day 7. Mealy 8. Quarter 9. Gelatinous 10. Queasy 11. Nicotine 12. Fusion
The challenge: Use at least 10 of the words to create a story or poem
The words can appear in an alternate form
Use the words in any order that you like.