Reek – A Drabble

Very few things have the power to make your eyes water, your body convulse, your nose close, your mouth foretaste vomit and your ears ring with the ghost of primal pains like the stench of decaying flesh. Yet, my boss’ cologne managed it just fine.
“JEAN!” The yell barely preceded a sickening whiff. “Why isn’t my new set-up set up already?”
“Because I only got the order form this morning.” Three weeks after I asked him to sign it.
He threw his hands up. “I need a better assistant.”
Maybe his perfume wasn’t the biggest source of disgust, after all.

This is a drabble for last Monday’s prompt.

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About Aheïla

Somewhere in Quebec City, Aheïla works as a Game Design Director by day and writes by night. Known for her blue hair, unyielding dynamism and tasty cooking (quails, anyone?), she’s convinced “prose is the new crack”. She satisfies her addiction daily on The Writeaholic’s Blog and weekly on Games' Bustles View all posts by Aheïla

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