Prompt: Write a scene where the only spoken dialogue is “Uh-huh,” “Umm,” “Urrrr,” “Mm-mmm.”
It has been a very long day. The two homicide detectives sit on their respective cheap motel beds (only after he’s checked for bugs. He’s paranoid that way).
She holds up a pizza delivery brochure and nods to him.
“Uh-huh,” he mumbles, leaning back on the headboard and closing his eyes. She calls in an order for delivery.
She’s in the middle of saying “anchovies” when he all but whines, “mm-mmm!” She should know by now he’s a pepperoni guy.
She gets off the phone and flops onto the comforter. It’s a cold winter evening–he can see her shivering a bit under her meticulously-tailored dress suit. He stands, goes to her. Knocks his hips to the side to tell her without syllables to move over on the bed. Body heat, all that.
“Umm,” she murmurs when he leans his head on her shoulder and lets his eyes shut again.
They awake only to the knock of the pizza delivery man fifteen minutes later–disgruntled, exhausted. But warm.