This gets interesting...so another try.
They slept like one, bodies intertwined, a bundle of mass…
Until a noise from downstairs woke her and she cried out, “My husband is home.”
The man gathered his clothes and jumped out of the window.
A few minutes later he walked back in and said sheepishly, “But I am the husband.”
About 55 Fiction
A literary work will be considered 55 Fiction if it has:
Fifty-five words or less (A non-negotiable rule)
One or more characters,
Some conflict, and
A resolution. (Not limited to moral of the story)