This is a drabble, a one-hundred-word account.
I steak you
Just today in Roma I entered a shop with many shirts.
I saw a shirt that I would buy if it wasn’t in one colour only, ugly brown. On it were a bear and a girl (or was it a boy?) walking hand in hand. The bear was huge.
They appeared pensive. There was a think bubble with a drawing hovering next to each head.
In hers was: A heart.
In his was: A steak.
The reason I entered this shop was its name.
It is called: Trust Nobody.
He said later: “But they didn’t need to be so blunt.”