Today’s 3words are: DOWN, RUB, BOLT.
And my ongoing story is…
Mark tried to pull his shirt down, but it was stuck on his ear, or the keloid? But how was that even possible? It was tiny, and couldn’t possibly-
The laugh repeated.
Mark fell silent and still, the shirt hiding his head. He drew his elbows DOWN to cover his moobs and mumbled, “Who’s there?”
Nobody answered, which could mean only one thing – Joel.
Mark turned away and yanked the shirt, but it wouldn’t budge. Something RUBbed his shoulder and he screamed and BOLTed, still unable to see, but knowing if he stayed where he was Joel would get him.