Prompt: And you thought dragons didn't exist . . .
"It could've been worse - he could have called you ugly or something," I didn't really think about the words, I just said them.
Bailey's hair seemed to crackle with electricity and she glared at me. Her eyes blazed and her nostrils flared. I could have sworn that I saw smoke curling from between her clenched teeth.
All I could think, as I smiled stupidly, apologetically, was about the conversation Dylan and I had had that morning in which he had tried to convince me that scaled, fire-breathing dragons exist.
Looking at Bailey's bared teeth I laughed at myself. And you thought dragons didn't exist