#225 – Write a Story…

…using four L words: lipstick, lust, loss, locked.

Daniel flipped through his laundry when he came across the shirt he’d been wearing last Saturday night.  Bright as day, the dark red lipstick stuck out on the light blue collar.  This brought a smile to his lips as he recalled that night.

It had started out as typical as any other Saturday night, out with the boys with some drinks and pool.  Daniel had had no intention of hooking up with anyone that night but, as sometimes happens, the last thing you expect takes the night for a wild and unpredictable ride.

Their eyes locked from across the bar and she smiled at him.  Next thing he knows, they’re on the dance floor bumping and grinding.  Daniel had no idea what time his friends took off without him, but he didn’t care.  One thing led to another and playful flirting turned into hot and heavy making out.  She suggested going back to her place, to which Daniel was less than eager to decline.

However, it didn’t go exactly as one would hope.  As they were getting down to business of lust, there was a loud slam as someone came through the front door.  Apparently her muscle bound boyfriend with anger issues was home early.  So out the window Daniel had went, pants in hands and shoes left behind.  A bellowing yell followed him as he disappeared into the night.

Two blocks away and tucked into an alley, Daniel struggled to get his pants back on.  Just as he’d gotten the button done up, a squad car passed by him.  Both officers gave his bare feet a quizzical look but thankfully continued on down the road.

It was a 40 minute walk to get home, maybe a little longer with his sore feet and sober-free mind state. Of course, he made some pretty good time when that stray dog chased after him for several blocks, forcing him over a fence and into someone’s pool.

When he had finally reached his house, he’d discovered that he’d left behind more than his shoes.  His keys had somehow fallen out of his pocket at some point between her house and his.  For a moment, very briefly, he’d considered going all the way back to her house and getting his shoes and keys back.  However, his hazy memory was at a loss as how to get back her house.  With a sigh, Daniel pressed the buzzer to wake his roommate up.

It took another hour or so and by the time Daniel was inside, his skin was freezing cold from the chill night and his wet clothes.  He could swear he saw frost come out of his mouth with every breath.  When Daniel finally got inside, he explained what happened to him and jokes were made and laughs were had.  In the end, Daniel had never been more thankful to crawl into his bed.

As he rubbed at the lipstick with his thumb, something brushed up against his forearm.  It was a piece of folded paper in the breast pocket of the shirt.  Curious, Daniel pulled it out and opened it.  A phone number, written in mascara, greeted him with her name above it.

Daniel shook his head.  If that was the kind of trouble he got into after just one night with her, he didn’t want to imagine what might happen tomorrow.  Still, he couldn’t bring himself to throw it away.  After all, who didn’t need a little excitement in their life now and then.

Behind the Random: At first, I thought I had to somehow write a story using just those four words.  What can I say, I’m not a smart man sometimes.  After that, it was pretty much a simple write up of a scene.  Easy peasy, though it took a bit since I was distracted and all that.

#504 – Choose a Family Story for Which You were not Present…

…Choose the narrator of the piece and write the event in his or her voice.

I don’t remember where we were coming from, I think it was Park Lake or something, but me, my brother and your brother were in the camper while grandpa drove us home.  Me and your brother dared my brother to get into the cupboard and he actually did it.  As soon as the door was closed, we tied a rope around the handle so he couldn’t get out.

Suddenly, we were on the gravel road and the whole camper is just shaking and jumping all over the place.  We can hear my brother getting all slammed around inside the cupboard and he’s crying to get out.  Finally, we hit this big bump and we can hear his body actually hit the bottom of the cupboard with a thud.  Now he’s pounding on the door, trying to get it open yelling, “Let me out!  Let me out!”

So we untie the rope and the door opens up and my brother’s laying there inside the cupboard all flipped upside down.  He looked pissed.  We asked if he was okay and he just looks at us and says, “The hell do you think?!”

Behind the Random: This is one of my favorite stories my cousin told me about the torment he and my brother put his through.  They were evil masterminds and would constantly torment me and others.  The story does lose some of it’s flair though because my cousin is very active when he talks, especially when he tells a story, and it really emphasizes the tale when he’s throwing his body around.

#527 – That Time You Peed Your Pants

It starts with a tingle
That I have to tinkle
as it builds to urgent roar.
I start to move in a panic
as the feelings gets frantic
When I find a locked bathroom door.
I twist the knob and shout
to get that person out
but it just falls on deaf ears.
My pants become a foul lake
And then I realize my mistake,
I shouldn’t have had all those beers.

Behind the Random: And with that funny little ditty, I’m back to my regular scheduled posts.  It’s good to be on a schedule again and not stressing about whether I did enough posts to cover my internetlessness.