“The kitchen is rustic and about 150 square feet.”
The real estate agent didn’t have to sell any more. Kathy already loved it! She’d always wanted a kitchen like this one. Spotless, it felt like a detergent commercial should be shooting!
“I’ll take it.”
“Thought you might,” purred the agent, and pointed out where Kathy should sign the paperwork.
Later, as Kathy was unpacking, dirty dishes appeared in the sink. The trash bin was overflowing. The kitchen doors and windows were sealed shut.
The agent greatly enjoyed her new vampire abilities, particularly the hypnosis. Trapping fresh meals was ludicrously easy.
100 words. Inspired by this week’s Friday Fictioneers prompt:
*Not a typo.
GLAMOUR
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