Tuesday, January 17, 2017

100 Words a Day 1000


I awoke on my couch, eyes snapping open and fixed on the grotesque tiki mug sitting on the table. The monster’s black eyes bored into me, quickening my heart. A whiff of last night’s sweet drink, sickly-sweet this morning, sent my stomach roiling. Leaping up, I crashed through the apartment and stumbled into the bathroom. I managed to lift the lid before puking up all of last night’s bad decisions. I fell groaning away from the toilet. Recovering, I stood and went to flush the regret away. I stopped when I saw the contents of the bowl, they were wriggling.

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