“Let’s explore this place,” Frank said.
“Aren’t you coming with?” Frank asked.
“Sure, why not?” Johnny said. “It’s not like I have anything else pressing to do.”
“Okay, good,” Frank said. “Be careful, though,” he added. “It rained last night and these old marble floors may be a bit slippery.”
The two boys, in their late teens, started exploring the building, looking at the parallel rows of columns on the inside of the breezeway contrasted with the archways with the squared off exterior columns.
“I have to admit that this place is pretty dope,” Johnny said.
“Hey Johnny,” Frank called out. “Come take a look at this.” Frank was pointing to a small crevice in a wall next to one of the exterior columns.”
“What is it?” Johnny asked, seeing something stuck deep inside the crevice.
“I’m not sure,” Frank admitted. “Do you have a pen or something I can use to try and get it out?”
“I have a my Swiss Army knife.”
“Perfect, give it to me,” Frank ordered. With the knife in hand, Frank opened up the long blade and carefully stuck it in the narrow crevice. He wedged it between the side of the crevice and the item stuck inside and painstakingly began to pry it out.
“What is it?” Johnny asked when Frank managed to remove it from the crevice.
“You’re not going to believe this,” Frank said, handing it to Johnny.
“Holy shit,” Johnny said.
Written for Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Prompt, and for these one- word prompts: Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (guest), Word of the Day Challenge (infatuation), Ragtag Daily Prompt (slippery), and Scotts Daily Prompt (crevice).