Let’s do another month of M’s prompts shall we. 101 words allowed only.
The colour spilled from Nick’s usually ruddy cheeks as he pushed open the dorm room door.
“What the… ” he exclaimed marching in and shoving a small man in a cowboy outfit hard in the chest. “Explain yourself”.
The man, probably in his seventies, wore a sly grin on his face and a large bulge in his jeans. “We were just dancing sir” he said “We met at the mall and your colleagues suggested they could help me with my bulging Christmas sack.”
“Get out of here you sick bastard” Nick shouted shepherding him from the room, “leave my elves alone!”
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