Twas late last night, when I brought him home. I don’t remember his name, but I remember he wasn’t quite full grown. I don’t think he was Asian, but he was good with persuasion. We talked, we laughed, and the rest was a blur. The last thing I remember, was him saying I’d look good in fur.
When I awoke in the morning, I noticed the spot next to me was bare. So I got up out of bed and began to search for him, everywhere. I searched high, I searched low, but it seemed he was gone. I thought to myself, “I bet that little midget bastard skipped out before dawn.”.
After I got over my loss from last night, I thought that a hot shower sounded just right. Then away to my closet, I went, looking for something to wear. But what I found was so disturbing, that I just had to let out a swear. "Dammit!"
Taped to my underwear drawer, I found he left me a note, which pissed me off to my core.
Stumblin' Through Life: A Pick-Up Gone Wrong
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