The Tailor-Thief
The last bus from The City to The Suburbs had just left. It was 1.38am on a regular Thursday. On the bus, a diversity of people, who were getting off through the itinerary. But “The Guy” remained till the last stop. No wonder. He feel asleep – deep sleep – and missed his spot. The Driver woke The Guy up, and as the last stop was only three stops away from his apartment, he decided to drag his body and walk home.
Ding-dong! And Roommate #1 opens the door.
- Dude, so sorry, but I think I lost my key somewhere.
- I’m not surprised. It probably fell from that giant whole on your jeans. Come in!
The Guy haven’t noticed that round hole, probably cut with scissors while he was asleep on the bus.
- Gosh, what was that?! I didn’t have this thing before I hopped on the bus. Really. I have no idea about what really happened here.