Written for this week's Three Word Wednesday where our given words are Devious Frown and Venomous.
He was yelling at her, she was shrieking back spitting venomous expletives from her twisted lips.
And a crowd looked on.
Stabbing a finger towards her he called her a devious, deceitful scheming bitch.
She placed her hands on her waist, and stared him in his angry eyes. She broke into a sarcastic smirk.
And the crowd watched.
A frown wrinkled his brow as he stood waiting for the next insult to burst from her foul mouth.
Nothing, so he stuck one finger in the air and turned to walk away.
And the crowd held its breath
Suddenly she whipped a glistening blade from beneath her blood stained coat and leaped at him.
10 minutes later
“Coming down the Dog and Duck for a drink Lucy?”
“Yea, why not John. Just want to make sure I get all this bloody make up off properly”
“Pun intended Lucy?”