This is a writing prompt otherwise known as an OOD or Obect of Day. I pulled it from the "inspiration box" my sister made me... I started doing this in effort to keep writing new things, as I obsessively edit my WIP. Leave your own piece in the comments : ) I've decided to give myself a word limit: 100. So here goes:
“If you can hold it...I would,” I said to Suz.
“It’s that bad?”
“I haven’t seen a toilet like that since the rest stop in Amarillo.”
“How far until the next town?”
“I’ll take my chances…” Suz tapped open the door with one finger.
I strolled the isles of the station and piled my stash on the counter: water, gum, snickers. The clerk beeped each item into the bag. I grabbed a postcard off the rack on the counter. I wasn’t ready to call Mom. But at least we could let her know we were alive.