My friend is attending an erotica class because he has a sex scene in a book he’s writing and I tagged along. It’s a zoom class and we get five minute writing prompts. This one was “Write about someone fulfilling a fantasy”.
The solemn murmuring frittered to a halt. The newly furnished government buildings of the Socialist Republic of Comradia bathed in a warm, post-revolutionary glow. red flags dangled off ceilings, lapels and smiles.
“What now Commandant?”
“Wait, comrade”
“For what, Commandant?”
“Red Cross Parcels”
a cold silence pierced the room.
“The UN have imposed sanctions.”
