"What if the sun died?"

This is one of my 15min writing sprints I try to do every day. This one is pretty old, but I still love it. The title is the prompt that I had gotten for that day! Transcribed directly from my journal

"What if we got married?"

"At the end of the world?"

"Why not? I mean it looks like we only have 4 hours left before we become corpses on a floating rock."Janna sighed as she sheilded her eyes away from the weak waves of light still coming off of the dying star. She hugged her over puffed jacket to her skinny frame as the girl next to her laughed. It was still the sweetest thing. Even so close to the end of the world, it was even sweeter than the day they met.

"You know what? F**k it. Marry the s**t out of me Janna Lindor!" Chrissy exclaimed as she held jannas gloved fingers. Janna chuckled as the love of her life kissed her palm before dragging her up from the shingles. Janna will never understand how a woman so terrified of ferris wheels can see the roof of janna's childhood home a safe space to sit and watch the biggest star die. Taking everything else with it.

"Guess this means we'll need dresses, huh?" Chrissy squealed as the slipped back through the run down window back into the attic.

Author's Note

Hope you enjoyed this little writing sprint. Constructive criticism is welcome! I do plan to eventually flesh it out more to add this to a short story collection!!