Happy Friday. Let's get on with a Flash Fiction Friday piece in 100 words.
Gotta love this pic of the Bay Bridge, coming from the San Francisco side.
The sky turned into a violet color as the night sky arrived, causing the lights on the
to beacon, while
Eve felt comfortable, sitting next to Zack on the docks to enjoy the nice,
serene view of the bay, as the candles float over water. Bay
She leaned her head over his shoulder, exhaling a soft sigh of content. Zack returned the same affection, placing his arm over her lap. When the two raised their heads and turned to face each other. There was a gaze, but their eyes fluttered when they leaned closer and kissed for the very first time.
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