Rating: Mature (language)
Ryan was boxed in figuratively and literally. So much for his New Year’s resolution to stay out of trouble. How many have crashed and burned so far? Let’s see (1) Drink less – didn’t make it past the dawn; (2) Eat healthier – Wendy’s Wieners had some body-licious concession operators – the perfect place to recover from a hangover; (3) Stay out of trouble – getting crossed off now; (4) Make sure to learn names of women slept with – hence the present problem. At least he was keeping number four and five so far.
He eyed the three females at the entrance of the dead-end alley. The blonde was Kelly – at least he thought she was Kelly, maybe it was Karen – nope, pretty positive Kelly. The brunette was Genevera, a co-worker. And the Nubian queen holding his favorite T-shirt was …
Aw, fuck.
So much for resolution number four. Maybe resolution five – save money – will make it through January third.
(words 157 – originally appearing at Breathless Press 5/27/2013 for the 1/1/12 Sunday Fun – See the picture that inspired the story! – As I do not know the copyright permissions, I have not copied it here; published in new blog format 11/11/2018)