Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Party Disfavors

Kira stared partly over the thick frames of her glasses at a veritable forest of feet and willed herself to focus. If she were this intoxicated, the others must be fading even faster.
She knew they’d only invited her to the party to mock and belittle her. Well, this wasn’t her first rodeo, she came prepared.

Five Everclear-soaked pineapples had gained her their grudging tolerance. She waited as an alcohol-induced stupor claimed them one by one.

When the time was right, she dragged each of them to lie face-down in the encroaching tide.

“Death to all bullies everywhere.”, she whispered.

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