“We’ve only been seeing each other for a month,” Donna said, “so I was hesitant to spend a weekend with you at your mountain retreat. But seeing the full moon framed by the fir trees in the early evening sky, I can understand why you wanted to bring me here. It’s so romantic.”
Donna turned around to kiss Michael, but instead pulled a pistol from her handbag and shot him four times with silver bullets.
“Dammit,” she said, staring down at his dead body. “Why do the best looking guys end up becoming werewolves at that time of the month?”
(100 words)
Written for Bikurgurl’s 100 Word Wednesday prompt. Photo credit: Bikurgurl.
This, That, and the Other 
Good one!
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Haha excellent take on the prompt
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Thanks, Shweta.
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😂
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She’s got the moves.
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PMS and then some!
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I snapped a picture of the moon through one of my skylights, last night.
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I love cloudless nights when the moon is full.
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Woah, I was not expecting that!
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So much for a quiet night in the woods.
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fantastic! ❤
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😂
Oh this is excellent!! I love the sweet surrender turning to unexpected violence – your twisty endings are perfection!
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I’m so glad you’re back!
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Awww 🖤 You are so kind – Thank you 🖤
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