drabble : lies

[komiker]

On this show we applaud whenever someone tells an obvious lie.

Karl’s late. He’s so late that he doesn’t even rush on his way to the café where he’s meeting Delilah for brunch. She’s going to be pissed when he gets there.

Well, scratch that, she looks positively livid.

Kissing her deadly pale cheek, still clad in his clothes from yesterday, smelling like Gucci perfume and sporting a lipstick mark somewhere on his left trouser’s leg, he tries about as hard as he rushed before. “Sorry, my dog’s eaten all of my excuses.”

When she claps, it’s slow and pointed.