(This is a quick Friday Flash I wrote for the Fiction With Friction blog and decided to repost here too)
Bunny Boy
(c) 2009 by Maura Anderson
Shit, Todd hadn’t been kidding when he said this convention would be sorta like a neo-Victorian mosh-pit.
People lined the hallway as far as he could see, dressed in an amazing assortment of costumes. A preponderance of browns in leather and canvas and an huge variety of goggles seemed to be the style of the day for many. The costumes also ranged from elaborate to casual and even minimalistic but, for the most part, they were in good taste. Some had him jealous of their outfits, a few made him wish for eye bleach and a couple looked like they’d mistaken the steampunk convention for a fetish party. Despite the attractive men he’d noticed, he was here with only one person in mind.















