Stories tagged “Drink”

  • The Trouble With Tipples

    She was peacefully tending the front garden. The ground started shaking. She looked up, she swore she could see flames. She certainly saw clouds of smoke. The problem was all this noise and smoke were heading her way. The huge beast ground to a halt be...

    • Author: ernmander
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • A Newly Discovered Mortal Blood Drinker

    Elisia sat at the kitchen table in the dark, staring at the jar of deep red liquid illuminated by the moonlight shining through the window. She dare not move, for fear of stepping on the corpse that was somewhere on the floor. Her long, bony index fing...

    • Author: Elice
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Fifteen Minutes Later

    “So….are you feeling better yet?” He had sat on the bench with me for at least fifteen minutes. “Why? Are you getting impatient or something? You know, you don’t have to be out here with me.” He looked taken aback. &...

    • Author: George
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • New Year: Same Potential (do more challenge)

    I sat, surrounded by loud music with an undercurrent of mumbling crowds, drink in hand, watching the swirling disco ball. “So, new year, huh? Chance to start over, do something wild. Wanna hang out?” A man reeking of peppermint smiled drunk...

  • A Detective's Requiem

    a tiny bar, The Orange Oreo, in Ficland Heights “Evenin’ Miss Gwen.” “Evening sir. The usual?” “The usual, ‘cept make it a twee bit stronger, it’s a rough night.” The customer slumped onto one of th...

  • On Butterfly Wings: Void

    “One more, please,” she requested, holding her glass forward for me to take. I hesitated; she’s been here for hours, and this would have been her 27th drink. Not a good sign. However, I relented. If she had problems, they’re her...

    • Author: J. Rein B.
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Time Gone By and Lies Still Told

    Carl left the meeting with a mix of self-satisfaction and well-earned humility. The years hadn’t been kind but not so brutal as the time on the bottle. Light snow graced his face as he slunk, treading his lonely way home, back to his solitary exi...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
  • inconsistencies

    I let my hand graze against the tracks of fingerprints and dust on the bar. Reaching for the clouded glass, I was already intoxicated. My being here led me to believe that I was trapped in an abyss in which nothing could save me from. A hand from behin...

  • Brother Found, Brother Lost

    My brother found me in the strip club. A consequence of small town living, instead of the law, Big Karl called my kin on account of my antics. Before my passive and weary view had come dances, lap and otherwise, drinks a plenty, three near-brawls, and ...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • New Product Name and Tagline

    God Blood It does a body godly Disclaimer: God Blood will not grant you the power to resurrect, fly, see through walls, or part seas. Available at these fine retailers worldwide— Jumpin’ Jay’s Jam Cafe, Burn That Blub Sports Club, and...

    • Author: Tad Winslow
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Demons Will Play

    Take last Friday night for example. The dive was swaying to some old Merle Haggard from the juke box. My friend and I were swaying to the beat of a fifth of something his cousin brewed, probably in a bathtub. Less than thirty people in the joint, and w...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted about 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Dark Russian

    Tad—“Mmm, good dark russian. Thanks.” Liv—“Your welcome.” Tad—“It could use a splotch of cream though.” Liv—“Use heavy cream.” Tad—“Heavy cream!?” Liv—̶...

  • Always Gone.

    So i sit here once again. alone and you’re gone, always gone. But are you thinking of me too? See this aching in my brain simply won’t go away until you’re near. always gone. Throb throb bleed bleed out until you sigh and lose sight ...

    • Author: OpenSkies
    • Posted almost 8 years ago.
  • Repeat.

    Look at me, silly ’ol me. What have I become? Doing breathing anything for a little coke and rum. Slurping Sipping here and there trying to forget my past. Feeling hoping that maybe this buzz will find some way to last. Flirting winking, eyeing y...

    • Author: OpenSkies
    • Posted over 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • A Vigorous Spirit

    The crystalline waters rushed into my container as I submerged it in the shallows of the stream. I waited with the patience of centuries as it slowly filled, and when the last bubble drifted from to the surface I raised the flask to my lips and drank. ...

    • Author: memento
    • Posted over 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Noir: Well Pleaded Spot

    Wear something nice. Wear something nice. Demmit, you don’t pay me enough to wear something nice. I stuffed my indignation while I stuffed my only white shirt back into my faded slacks. Getting into the Topaz was going to be enough of a struggle ...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted almost 6 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Songs, Rhyme, and Failure

    “Tatter, tatter, naught and matter,” hummed the old drunk as he stumbled across the cobblestone. Every other lamplight was blown dark by the gale. Those that stood valiantly against the inky black of night did so in feeble enough mien. He s...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5