PHOTO PROMPT © Shaktiki Sharma
I creep upward, gripping the slippery black dome. Out of view and hidden. In case some screeching human sees fit to swat me to allay their fears.
Humans. They filled up every space. There is one scratching his beard, looking intently at one of those layers of black and white they use to swat at us. Here is two more chatting to each other. One smaller limbed, more dainty than the other. Humans. Their voices and movements creating an incessant buzzing and thumping.
Smack! I twitch reflexively. The dainty human swats the bigger one. It’s face red on one side.