Posted Sun Feb 21, 2016 | 125 Words | Tagged story

The camera was set up on the tripod, ready for him. Ready for a gift that will last just a flash, but such a big flash for him.

When he entered the room, the flash went off. He looked in the mirror afterwards. He felt disorientated. He smiled at himself in the mirror and idly flex without realising.

Each flex made his mind more and more hazy and fuzzy. But each flex made his muscles group which felt good.

After 10 minutes the flash’s power had worn off, and look at him now. The haziness doesn’t wear off, so he’s no longer going to be able to hold down that office job any more.

Not like he’ll care. All he’ll want is the gym now.