‘Instant Massacring’ short story
Here’s a new short story for anyone who fancies a very quick read- it’s written as a single text conversation… for the craic. Instant Massacring by Simon Maltman (Transcription provided by Police Service Northern Ireland of text message conversation between Colin Irvine and Brenda Irvine.) … Colin- Wheres me coffee? Brenda- Brewing now ffs Colin- Bet ur sitting on your arse, not even boiled the kettle yet wink emoji Brenda- Angry emoji Maybe you should come downstairs and make it yourself ! You’re on the shitter I bet. Colin- Maybe Brenda- Not in the en-suite?! Colin- Maybe Brenda- fucksake vomit emoji Colin- haha Brend a- Every feckin night- nine on the button you stinkoid! At least we’re out in the sticks where noone else can smell you . Colin - True. Could just put it down to that ‘country air’ anyway . Brenda- Your precious coffee is on now . xo Colin -