This is the five minute freewrite challenge. I am using @mariannewest’s #freewrite prompt to write this piece (@mariannewest/day-458-5-minute-freewrite-monday-prompt-space) to write this tale.
Today’s prompt is:
space
He reveled in the looks as she led him past the others.
The losers, the nobodies.
The people who had to work in this big open space.
He was getting his own space. He was getting an office to himself. His heart swelled with pride as they approached JP's office.
The Boss.
It was well know the nearer your office was to JP the more important you were. Lisa, the office manager, looked over her shoulder and gave him a smile. He smiled back. He was going somewhere. At last!
Oh.
Unfortunately, that somewhere appeared to be now going around the corner and moving away from JP's office. This corridor was known as the Dead Space. No one ever went down it, unless they were headed for the archive room. He tried to keep the smile plastered on his face, and ignore the feeling of intense disappointment. Finally Lisa stopped next to a door. It was unmarked. She opened it and stepped back. Gesturing for him to enter.
"Your new office," she said, pointing inside at what looked very much like a broom cupboard.
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As usual I started with the freewrite prompt and used themostdangerouswritingapp.com to write the first five minutes (and then popped it into google docs to check for errors and tidy it up a bit):
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