Introducing Emily (fiction)

{Note: I often write for the prompts over at Daily Writing Practice. This is the beginning of a short story that was inspired by the prompts over there. The first installment is the continuation of a piece written by Marc, who runs the site, so I include his piece in italics.}

Celebration prompt:
Emily moved through the crowded house, sharing wide smiles with every person she bumped into. The music was too loud for actual conversation, but that was fine by her. She’d never been any good at small talk.

The kitchen was stuffed full of people snacking on the spread on the counters and table, but she still managed to make her way to the fridge without resorting to yelling Fire! at the top of her lungs (though she was sorely tempted at least twice). Once there she secured two ice cold bottles of beer and made her escape to the back deck.

Things were much quieter out there, just a few smokers braving the chill to feed their addictions. Emily kept moving, using the shadows and grey cigarette haze for cover. Without a backward glance she was out the gate and striding down the alley, opening a bottle as she went.

Big house parties full of anonymous faces were always a great source of free booze.

Chris joined Emily at the corner, swinging along with her as she turned onto Oak Street. She passed him the second bottle without a glance. She knew who he was, knew his hand would be there to receive it as sure as hers would be there to give it.

They clinked bottles as they strode along. “To another successful raid,” Chris said.

They swung up the steps to their building, and dove to opposite sides of the steps as they each realized something was terribly wrong. Chris rolled right, Emily rolled left, and they crept through the side yards to the back alley, where they rose to their feet and ran like hell. They wouldn’t be getting home tonight, after all.

To be continued …

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