Nelson At the Holiday Party
When Nelson heard her name mentioned at the party, he came over trepid and queasy: they had “history”, though not of that sort. He wanted to slip out before her grand entrance.
Too late; in that moment she wafted over the parquet wearing a gossamer gown calculated to draw all eyes. Melissa. As if by instinct, her cold stare homed on Nelson. And then a comedy of errors ensued: her chiffon snagged on a holly wreath, and in extricating herself, she stepped a stiletto heel on a power cord, de-twinkling the tree lights as she butt-flopped onto a pile of presents.
Her spell was broken. Amid the aghast looks and irrepressible titters, Nelson strode over and offered both hands to help her back to her feet. The party awkwardly resumed; she muttered a begrudging thank you, Nelson bowed slightly in acknowledgement, and as she turned to survey the wreckage, he sought his hosts to proffer an excuse for his early departure. When granted such a boon, he reasoned, best not to test the Fates.
2022.12.16
Prompt information
#MastoPrompt: name
#FlexVSS: party
#LimerickRhyme: trepid*
#CrowsTales: queasy
#StoryIn12: moment*
#BraveWrite: gossamer
#VSSNature: holly
#VSSHumour: twinkle_lights
#VSSPoem: presents*
#oxj: out & cold (OXJ = Oddy (something) Journey)
* = not used per the prompt guidelines