This is part of a collection of short stories written by Ted Harrison that are 200 words or less. If you enjoy these stories, please share them on the interwebs and he will give you all of the points.
Where was Charlie Day? The possibilities were extensive. Cindy retreated to her vice, convincing herself that the situation called for an extra layer of tar in the lungs.
Daniel joined her in the alley, “You know you are a walking cliché?”
Cindy examined the chiaroscuro shading on the brick next to Daniel. The light was perfectly filtered through the smoke.
“Where is he Daniel? Where is Charlie?”
Daniel was noticeably confused and clearly at a loss for words. He glanced out over the open space to his left and finally managed an, “I’m sorry” directed at the void. He approached Cindy.
Cindy was angry. Daniel knew he needed to calm her back down if they were to have any chance at success. He placed his hand on her shoulder, improvising.
“Everything is going to be okay, Cindy. What do you thi-“
“Where is he? He is in the next scene!” Cindy broke under the pressure of the lights.
A chuckle was heard from the void to Daniel’s left.