His chair scraped the floor as he stood up, glaring at her.
No. I won’t be part of this anymore.
Then get out – now. The landlord came round the bar and stood beside her.
Every face in the pub watching, we headed out into the night. The woman shouted after us:
You ARE part of this!
(279 characters)
This is the latest update in my attempt to write a story one tweet-sized installment (280 characters or less) at a time. You can read the first 33 installments as one continuous story here.
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