Passion

 My girlfriend, Sarah, greeted me with the news that she had discovered a new fantastic drink called Passion Pop.

“Everyone who’s anyone is drinking it,” she announced, “it’s the next big party drink.”

So wanting always to appear hip-hop and hearty I tried it and spat it out.

“It’s awful,” I said, “it tastes like lolly water, all that sugar can’t be good for us.”

“You are such a wuzz,” she replied, pouring herself another glass.

Needless to say, Passion Pop had a short-lived existence on the social drinking agenda. I was happy to pour it down the sink.

Written for: https://mmastorytime.com/2020/08/31/100-word-flash-fiction-challenge-32/