Maria Bridgette
Bio
Hey there! I'm a lawyer turned writer. I can often be found playing my piano or guitar, learning whatever song is stuck in my head. I'm newly obsessed with plants which I've replaced with my social life in the midst of the pandemic.
Stories (2/0)
The Bad Beat
She hauled her skirt down as far as she could and followed Vince into the poker room. She had worn her most scandalous outfit at his insistence as she readied herself for their dinner date. At Luigi’s she would order the fettuccine alfredo, even though Vince would make some sort of comment. It took her an hour to get her makeup right. Covering the bluish bruise around her right eye required several layers of concealer. Tonight, things would be light and easygoing. Carefree, even.
By Maria Bridgette3 years ago in Humans
