The ambers of the sunset colored her beach party to appear most lively, and Quentão being her favorite drink, befitted the occasion. She danced around with gusto on this winter evening while crackles from bonfires raised high to match with the color of twilight. Copacabana seemed to have fallen in love with her and she, with him, head over heels. She often named this part of her life to be the most happy. Two days later, she was going to be the missus.
She repeats that day in her head everyday, staring at the evening sky from the asylum window.



Last line was a gut punch. Was waiting to see how the build up would end and it didn’t disappoint. But, how sad for her 🙁
Thanks a lot Shailaja 🙂
Agree with Shailaja- the build up was beat and the finale unexpected but potent like the drink!!!
Exotic drink btw 😉
Indeed Shalz. The drink looks exotic. I am tempted to try this one next time. 🙂
What an ending… was totally unexpected!!!!
Thanks Anki. Glad you liked it 🙂
Like always I loved the cocktail of the microfiction abibe and the details of the drink 👌👌
Thanks a lot dear. 🙂