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My punctuality was always talked about. I was to meet my friend at the multiplex for the evening show and she knew I would be on time, come what may. The traffic, however, played spoilsport and my friend messaged me that she would go in as the movie was about to be screened. I hurried to the cinema hall a good 25 minutes late. It wasn't packed and I somehow managed to find my seat. Strange that my friend wasn't beside me and the movie was almost halfway through. I was perplexed but sat silently, watching, cursing myself. In half an hour the lights came on. It was the interval. I came out of the hall, called my friend and asked her why she wasn't to be seen. She was cupping the phone n trying to talk.
Well, well, well, turns out that  I had inadvertently landed up at the wrong hall screening the same movie. I dashed off to the right hall and spotted my friend. We enjoyed a hearty laugh. I was late this time around, but no regrets. Hey, you guys enjoyed, na? A true story, partly fictitious.
The movie was Two States and after using the washroom during the interval, I walked into the wrong hall..the audience had a hearty laugh when I walked in searching for my seat, unable to find both my seat n my friend.🤦‍♀️


Here's your collab prompt for #YoStoWriMo Day 2. 

Write a #shortstory titled Late. Write long stories in the caption. Explore various ideas right from the literal meaning of late or when it is used to signify someone who passed away. #mylatestory #YourQuoteAndMine
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My punctuality was always talked about. I was to meet my friend at the multiplex for the evening show and she knew I would be on time, come what may. The traffic, however, played spoilsport and my friend messaged me that she would go in as the movie was about to be screened. I hurried to the cinema hall a good 25 minutes late. It wasn't packed and I somehow managed to find my seat. Strange that my friend wasn't beside me and the movie was almost halfway through. I was perplexed but sat silently, watching, cursing myself. In half an hour the lights came on. It was the interval. I came out of the hall, called my friend and asked her why she wasn't to be seen. She was cupping the phone n trying to talk.
Well, well, well, turns out that  I had inadvertently landed up at the wrong hall screening the same movie. I dashed off to the right hall and spotted my friend. We enjoyed a hearty laugh. I was late this time around, but no regrets. Hey, you guys enjoyed, na? A true story, partly fictitious.
The movie was Two States and after using the washroom during the interval, I walked into the wrong hall..the audience had a hearty laugh when I walked in searching for my seat, unable to find both my seat n my friend.🤦‍♀️


Here's your collab prompt for #YoStoWriMo Day 2. 

Write a #shortstory titled Late. Write long stories in the caption. Explore various ideas right from the literal meaning of late or when it is used to signify someone who passed away. #mylatestory #YourQuoteAndMine
Collaborating with YourQuote Baba
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