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"Look out, darling. The moon looks so beautiful." Anya tells Jay.

"No. I'm not moving from here." Jay responds, holding on to his head tightly.

"It's okay, honey. Just try coming out to the deck. You'll not be sick, I'm sure."

"What if I do? Everyone will laugh at me."

"Come on, we are in the middle of the ocean. Many people get seasick, you know that, Jay."

"Yeah. But it will be odd seeing a man getting sick and a woman comforting him."

"In that case, you can stay in for the whole vacation." Anya replies and storms off.

This drabble (100 word fiction) is written for Friday Fictioneers, 6th October 2017.


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