Lee was tired and thirsty. He had walked for miles. Finally, he came across a small service station. Looking around, he saw an old faucet out back.
Relieved, Lee gulped the fresh, cold water before filling his canteen. Knowing it would soon be dark, he then quickly packed up.
As Lee passed the station door, a voice called to him. “Can I help you?”
Lee responded, “No, thanks. I just stopped to get some water from the faucet by the fence.”
Photo & Flash Fiction Prompt,
100 words or less
"Thirst": 98 words