Arriving in London, Amelia was filled with hope. The neon lights induced excitement. She had left behind her dreary existence and anticipated a glamorous lifestyle.
She had secured employment in a restaurant frequented by celebrities.
Although the flat she rented was grotty, soon she would inhabit a much more luxurious setting with a rich, handsome star. Hitherto she hadn’t caught anyone’s eye, but it would happen, she knew.
Accidently tipping moules frites over one A-Lister, she was sacked immediately. Unable to pay the rent, the landlord kicked her out. Destitution followed. The neon lights replaced by a lone red one.
Word Count 100
Written for Friday Fictioneers – a 100 words story based on a photo prompt. Hosted by Rochelle. Read the other entries here.