Apologies ahead of time for this week’s submission. I am sick like a dog: At worst, food poisoning, at best, stomach flu. Either way, the results are the same. In between bedrest and attempts at not getting dehydrated, this is the best I could come up with!
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Word Count: 100
It never failed. Every time the trio got together, two were dressed in black or variations of grey and one was all colourful. She couldn’t help herself and she didn’t do it to stand out. She was the flower amidst the greys of the world!
Over the years she noticed that in group pictures, there she was, standing out again: pink, yellow, orange, bright blue. Why was that? Did she subconsciously do it? It’s not like she didn’t have dark colours in her closet.
That said, there was not a gathering was she not invited to. Apparently colour is good.