Exceptional A contest entry At The Mexican Restaurant by DragonSkulls Me, Myself and I Flash Fiction writing prompt entry

I piled my wife and a few friends in the van and we headed off to our favorite mexican restaurant. I ordered my usual, shrimp fajitas. Why I have to tell the waiter to make sure they add tomatoes, like every single time, I don't have a clue.   I work tomorrow so I needed to be in bed by nine and it was already seven thirty, plenty of time. For some reason, having a good time talking and joking isn't a thing anymore. Everybody had their face in their phone. I can't lie, I did too.   That's when everything changed. This night simply had to end quickly. After five minutes of everyone ordering, I yelled at the waiter, "Is our food anywhere close to being done yet? It's only seven lousy orders, come on!"   When it finally arrived, I started stuffing food in my mouth like a madman. I barked at everyone there, "Hurry the hell up and eat, you bastards!"   After my fajitas were gone, I took the demanded to-go boxes and dumped each one of my friend's, still warm, food into them. "Move it people, we're leaving." I may have lost friends tonight but I simply didn't care.   I ran lights and sped through the streets like a Hollywood stunt man to get home. The van tires screeched into the driveway as I dove out.   It was a half hour after I needed to be in bed but, damn it, I did manage to enter this contest.             Writing Prompt Write a first-person flash fiction story on any subject. Maximum of 250 words.

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