“Avoid Alliteration. Always.”
Sipping slowly, she stood up next to her stool and finished observing the human specimens around her. Some loners, squads, and sultry types, all satisfying personal desires, steadfast. Moving, her subtle strut took her across the slimy floor and through the sweaty crowd. Swallowing the last of her sangria, she sidled up next to a stranger at the short bar to order a shot. Someone on the other side of her bumped her shoulder, but quickly sauntered away; no harm no foul. Sal the barkeep slammed the shot down on the grainy wood surface, she promptly threw it back and did the same. “See you later, Santarino.” A quick nod bid her farewell, and an average stride brought her up two steps and through the exit doors, cedar.


4 Comments
ellenbest24
I just love looking for luscious alliteration 😇
Kelsey
Me too! Thanks for reading! 🙂
ellenbest24
You are welcome.
fancypaperblog
Surely a salacious story should be said through specific spellings….