Entry For The Bad Writing Prize (IP)

Araminta - Minty to her friends and clients alike - ripped off what was left of her $4000 skin-tight Balmain distressed jeans – a complete bargain when you think what the full price was – and flung herself at the dark haired kilted man, standing by the Picasso, with a slightly baffled expression on his handsome face; “take me Monty - take me now!” she exclaimed breathlessly, but it was too late – the zombies were already at the door, their blood stained and mangled corpses clashing horribly with the otherwise calm, minimalist interior.