I vibble frequently. And I’m good at it. Heh, maybe I’ll add it to my curriculum vitae under ‘Areas of Expertise’ along with ‘professional waiter’. The story of my life, right there.
I’m meant to be looking for a job, but no-one’s hiring in this market. Or no-one’s interested in hiring someone like me. So I spend my days reading in the library. The library closes at 5pm, the shops close at 5:30pm and my sister doesn’t pick me up until 5:45pm. When it’s snowing outside the only thing to do is to vibble and wait.
For 100 consecutive days I will write and post a short story (about 100 words) incorporating a randomly selected word from Afterliff: A new dictionary of things there should be words for.
To dither around inside a shop after closing time, wondering how long you have left.
A pair of lovers who look like brother and sister.