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January 11, 2014



January 11th, 2014 StoryStarter prompt: The night was magical, but reality came crashing down with the rising sun...

The three of us sat in front of the fire pit and passed around cheap bottles of wine. I was drowning my sorrows since I'd just been dumped by my boyfriend of six months. Well, dumped wasn't exactly the correct term. In order to consider it a true "dumping" wouldn't the sneaky S.O.B. actually need to tell me he was breaking up with me?

Oh wait, that's right, he did "tell" me. He sent a text message about twenty minutes before he was supposed to be at the apartment to take me to the concert I'd been waiting all year to see. Really? A text message breakup? Classy Devon, real classy.

Shenae, Bonnie, and I were commiserating. Shenae had sworn off men about the time classes started in September, Bonnie was in between relationships, and now, I was the latest member to join the ranks of unattached college freshman girls.

"I think it's time for us to 'man-up,'" Bonnie announced. She swayed slightly and I wasn't sure if she was feeling the effects of the wine or if she was moving to the music from the building next door.

"Man-up? What the hell are you talking about?" Shenae giggled.

"Man up. You know, love-em and leave-em. No more falling in love for this chica. I'm through with relationships," Bonnie declared.

I attempted to stand, but gravity had other ideas, and I sprawled face first onto the dewy grass. 

"Well now, that's attractive," came a deep, distinctly male, voice from the fringes of our back yard.

Mortified, I covered my face while Bonnie and Shenae cackled drunkenly. 

The last thing I remember was six naked bodies climbing into our other neighbor's hot tub. Things done in the dark of night after consuming large portions of cheap wine are best left in the dark. Trust me. 

The night was magical, but reality came crashing down with the rising sun and who the hell is this naked guy in my bed?




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Lori L. Clark

Lori L. Clark currently resides in Hazelwood, MO with three rescue dogs. When Lori isn't listening to the voices in her head, waiting for the next creative inspiration to strike, she also loves to read, run, paint pet portraits and save dogs. Email Lori at LLClark.author@gmail.com

1 comment:

  1. Lol Another great piece. I loved the ending.

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