Tattoo

Microfiction

John saw the woman stroll into the bar and watched as she ordered an extra dry martini.

Most striking to John weren’t the long, tanned legs, nor the red silk dress that hugged her sensual curves beautifully, or the long, blonde hair and blue eyes, but the snake tattoo.

It seemed to move in the light of the bar.

They got chatting at a table, near the back and soon kissed. John traced a finger along the snake until he reached its head.

John screamed as the snake bit him.

Jason Duck 2025

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Thanks to Microdosing - 90mg of a tattoo - by Miguel S. for this 90 word prompt.

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