100 Word Story – Breaking in the New Year (Part One)

It’s the evening on New Year’s Eve. Everybody has plans and are having a night out on the town. People grouped up with both new and old friends to spend quality time together. Thousands are gathered in the center of town to watch as the New Year’s ball touches down, ringing in the new year.

Alcohol went flying off of the shelves, and out of peoples’ cups as they celebrate the planet for making another full rotation in the solar system. Memories will be made. Memories will be forgotten. New relationships will blossom, while some old will crumble.

It’s the beginning of the new year.

And that year begins with a trashed apartment.

Every part of my body was throbbing in pain, every thump and beat happening in an unorganized rhythm.

That was the only real reason why I was even awake at this time. In all reality, I should have still been asleep for another day or two to sleep off the surge of alcohol in my system.

All of my energy was gone, sapped away from the biggest party I’ve ever been to. I opened my eyes and was greeted to the sight of a bright red bra hanging from of the ceiling fan.

I laughed, “Last night was fuckin’ wild.”

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