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 are flying off of the shelves, and out of people’s 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.
To speed up the process, I started cleaning the living room while Rebecca started cleaning out the other rooms. Between the half-empty can of stale beer and crushed plastic shot glasses around me, I started reconsidering if I should have checked the rooms instead.
“At least I’m not part of city sanitation,” I said out loud. “They’re probably losing their minds cleaning up all of the trash out in the streets.”
As I slowly made the living room look a bit nicer I hear Rebecca suddenly scream from the back of the apartment.
“Get the fuck out of my bed!”
Copyright © 2020 by Luka Tatsujo