The television crew followed them through the narrow hallway and into the small lounge.

‘Welcome to my humble abode,’ Maggie opened her arms with a winning smile.

The camera caught the look of disgust on Lady Carrington’s face as she surveyed the room.

Ashtrays filled with cigarette stubs, used tissues and dirty plates littered every surface. A damp patch covered the ceiling in one corner. The carpet was marked with stains.

When she signed up to appear on ‘How The Other Half Lives’ Lady Carrington hadn’t bargained on this.

‘When does your cleaner arrive?’ she asked in haughty distaste.

Maggie stared at her blankly.

Copyright Yvette Prior

Written as part of the Friday Fictioneers challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt (above).

To read stories of 100 words based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.

90 responses to “REALITY TV”

  1. Well done, Iain! Brings back memories of a woman I once knew, a sweetie but with various addictions. There wasn’t a clean, un-littered 4-inch square anywhere in her apartment. Wait til Lady C sees the bathroom. 😉

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  2. Is Lady Carrington daft or skint, or so full of self-importance she likes the idea of being on telly? Oh to see that face – wonderfully done.

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