The bathroom

Geoffrey stood squinting through the fog. The ground beneath him was getting softer, so he knew the river must be close by.

Not being able to see his feet wasn’t new to Geoff. Being a giant meant that there was almost a mile between his toes and his smile.

He fumbled through his pocket and pulled out a torch. The light oozed through the pea soup, leading the way. “A morning bath really shouldn’t be this difficult”, he grumbled to himself. “I bet if I wasn’t a giant I wouldn’t have to wait for the bloody bathroom in the morning.”



Submitted for Friday Fictioneers photo prompt. See if you can write a piece of flash fiction in 100 words.

26 thoughts on “The bathroom

  1. elmowrites says:

    Aww, poor Geoffrey. I loved the line “between his toes and his smile” and I think I’d have left that on its own, saving the reveal of the word “giant” for the final line. I also loved how you described the ground under his feet getting softer – that was a really good way of putting me right there with him.

    1. MrBinks says:

      I did want the reveal a little bit later but I also wanted people on board with me. Was a tough one to juggle.

      Thanks for leaving a comment! 🙂

    1. MrBinks says:

      A mix of coffee, lack of sleep, too many movies & video games. Oh and a slightly unhinged sense of right and wrong.


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