Stories tagged “hangover”
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When did it become Tuesday?
Julian Stevens emerged from the toilet bowl feeling better but looking substantially worse. The diced carrot swam merrily in the pan for a while, waving to him. He reached up and clung to the chain as to the winch rope of a rescue helicopter. He seemed...
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Missy in the Morning
Rather than with a start, Missy awoke with a sluggish mental trudge toward panic. The blue Star Wars print sheets were not hers. The orange, motel-style drapes would have been burned in her stylish apartment. This was neither her room nor her bed. Hand...
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Love Drunk : Boys Like Girls
Images flash through my head as I listen to you cry and plead. Top down, the summer sun, the fireworks. It was so flashy and fantastic. I wanted you so bad it hurt. Your voice snaps me back to the present. “We used to kiss all night… don...
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Julian's Letter
He stumbled toward the bed and picked up the note, unfolding it with care. Someone had taken some time to put this together. There, in heavily flourished handwriting, was a letter. Julian—— I hope you don’t remember what we talked abo...
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Hangover Challenge
Think I’ll get up and write a Ficly. Ohhh! Damn! Fuck it. I’ll stay in bed.
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A Day Behind
A light blue hue reflected off close metal walls. You’d imagine the smell inside the empty dumpster would have kept me awake, or the plodding of my vibrating cell phone as it wiggled around the pool of vomit in front of my face… But it was ...
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Hangover Surprise
I awake, bleary-eyed. Rubbing sleep from my eyes, I stumble to the window and push the curtains aside. Sunlight pierces my slitted orbs and a shot of pain makes me double over. My head feels like an overripe melon about to burst. I’m going to puk...
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An Unwelcome Wake Up Call
The door to my office slammed open waking me up. I tried unsuccessfully to shake off the hangover drunk driving through my head. Squinting, I tried to see past the headache that was censoring my vision. My ex-wife followed her bodyguard inside. She was...
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Morning Messenger After Mead
Dawn had scarcely chased the revelers back to more private quarters when Kylun heard the rap at his door. Too foggy with sleep to be either excited or annoyed he trudged from his simple cot to answer the insistent knocking. Even the dim light of mornin...
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Freeze Frame Thawed to Ugly
“I can still see her, like a picture in my brain,” Jerry muttered, half to himself and half to his cube mate, fellow drone, and drinking buddy for the three day weekend. “Shhh,” came the reply from Geils, “is the office st...
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Bruised Jaw and a Hangover
I took a sip of the drink sitting before me, not quite sure what it was, not quite sure if I had ordered it. After a few slow blinks, I assured myself that I had drunken enough. Not that I wasn’t thinking clearly or anything, it was just taking m...