My second installment filling in the slots of the July writing prompt on The Higgs Weldon begins thusly:
“I’m not trying to be difficult, but this is unacceptable!” I shouted to Vanessa as we plummeted to Earth. She probably shouted something back, but I couldn’t tell what it was. Falling is noisier than you’d think.
Just minutes ago, everything had been going great. Vanessa and I were both inside of a really nice airplane. We were flying Business Class, because it was a business trip. I had just had a big bag of peanuts, an EpiPen, and a hot towel, when Vanessa came through the privacy curtain holding a parachute.