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Tonight we all have a bottle

Posted by TexasChic on April 30, 2009, at 22:36:33

Im kind of drunk. I suddenly want a cigarette. But its been so long. Why didnt I get a pack when I got the small bottle of wine a few hours ago. Because Im not supposed to be smoking. Or drinking. Hence the small bottle. But here I am, drunk and wanting a smoke. And more wine.

So I begin to get dressed. Am I presentable? Close enough. I briefly wonder if the guy at the convenience store will recognize me and wonder why Im back for more wine so soon. I decide to tell him all my friends drank it. If he asks.

I get my keys and leave. My shoe gets stuck on the stairs. Damn stairs. I finally get down them, the car is SO FAR AWAY! I finally get to it. It wasnt so far after all. It takes a few tries to get the key in. Should I be driving? I drive. There is a car in front of me, hes going SO SLOW! We get to a speed bump. Seriously, is it really necessary to go SO SLOW??? Now its time to turn - so many lights. I turn. Its okay.

I get to the store and park. As Im walking in, I pass a grungy guy playing guitar with his guitar case open in front of him, as if hes in a big city playing for money or something. He looks at me. I try to give a polite smile as I walk by. He says, Smile, its not so bad!. What the hell was I doing???

I go inside, pick out a bottle of wine. There is this guy with long hair and a cowboy hat, dressed shabbily. He is talking to another guy in an antimated way. As we all proceed to the counter, I hear him say, Ive been shot, Ive been stabbed, but I aint never... I dont hear the rest. Its only then that I see the second guy is missing a hand. They both turn to me, as if to see what I have to say about the conversation. I look away, confused and drunk. I finally get to check out. I ask what the cheapest smokes are, feeling slightly stupid and trying not to appear drunk. I get Pall Malls. Pall Malls??? Seriously???

I walk out holding my bottle close so as not to drop it. Im very afraid I might drop it. As I walk by the guy with the guitar, the guy with long hair and cowboy hat are sitting together, and I hear the cowboy say, Look, she has a bottle too! I think, Yeah, tonight we all do.

-T

 

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