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section7mfuPrompts: Narrow / pink
Word Count: ~965
An AU story of the future Kuryakin family
It’s been an eventful week. I took my oldest to college, which inspired this vignette. It fit with a prompt from May. I hope to expand it eventually.
Illya pulled the heavy box to the edge of the trunk. “Here, take this.” He looked over his shoulder and found he had been talking to empty air. “Now where did he go?”
Sasha pushed a wheeled bin toward the van. “Lee? He’s already got his nose to the grindstone.”
Illya’s gaze followed his son’s pointing finger to the women’s wing of the dormitory. An identical blond leaned against the railing of the loading dock, talking to a girl with a clipboard.
Gaudeamus Igitur
The link takes you to the Map Room.
Word Count: ~965
An AU story of the future Kuryakin family
It’s been an eventful week. I took my oldest to college, which inspired this vignette. It fit with a prompt from May. I hope to expand it eventually.
Illya pulled the heavy box to the edge of the trunk. “Here, take this.” He looked over his shoulder and found he had been talking to empty air. “Now where did he go?”
Sasha pushed a wheeled bin toward the van. “Lee? He’s already got his nose to the grindstone.”
Illya’s gaze followed his son’s pointing finger to the women’s wing of the dormitory. An identical blond leaned against the railing of the loading dock, talking to a girl with a clipboard.
Gaudeamus Igitur
The link takes you to the Map Room.
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