Writing prompt: the main character drops the n-word at a luxurious restaurant
>>25239763"Why must it get dark so early" I think to myself as I wait on my business partner Eric to show up.As the snowflakes melt on my armani coat I lounge back in my leather chair and glance at the menu.I've been here dozens of times, but something compels me to re-check the menu every time.Eric is here, he tells me about the Hitchens account."Say Eric, what's your outlook on the immigration of hispanics these days?""Well Carl, I employ a mexican maid and gardener, they've done good work so far.Certainly better than the Niggers I've had before them"I chuckle."True, at least they show a semblance of being civilized. What are you ordering today?""Oh, just the usual"Eric does love his butter crab soup, very fitting around this time of year.My jewish accountant has challenged me to try a vegan diet to trim down a little, which I begrudgingly accepted.So no caviar today, just pumpkin soup.At least that ought to warm me up.
After his parents took him to diner, OP attempted to masturbate but he could hear his parents talking about him and his earlier behavior through the ceiling of his bedroom and it left him flacid. He had been rock hard all through diner after he said "nigger" when he dropped his fork; the shock on his parents face and the silence that followed, it was liberating, there was no doubt that he was no longer their little boy, he was a man.
>>25239763By the time she walked through the door I'd realized the miscalculation on my part.Grandpa had always said "a woman is an indulgence, not an investment" but somehow I'd let myself get swept up in the preening cacophony of performative courtship proliferating amongst my contemporaries.All of this - the candles, the wall hangings, the affected enunciation of the overdressed staffers - bore all the hallmarks of some avian mating ritual rather than the mating strategies of any other mammal.I needed an escape and I needed it fast. During one of her shrill tirades about how some vapid dance event of hers had become "just a bit unsafe you know" I saw my opportunity.I reached out and took her hand with a comforting confidence and gently interrupted."Niggers" I said, smiling beatifically.She withdrew her hand as if burned."What!?!"My smile deepened."It's unsafe because of miggers. Coons, if you prefer.She fled towards the toilets and I asked for the check, leaving a generous tip before making my own exit.Next time I'd make sure to adjust effort to expected returns. I switched off my burner phone as it began to explode with threats and made my way home taking a scenic route while listening to throat singing.
>>25239800Brett what are you doing here, fag?
Good thread
>>25239842Being a rightoid misogynist like the rest of the board
>>25239929Also, gay, like the rest of the board
>>25239931True
>>25239763OP gets up and stands on the table in the middle of the meal, yells the N word, as loudly as possible then runs away
