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Christmas

Last Year

Ethan

Whoever was doing that pounding needed to stop They needed to stop or Ito have to kill the person flashing the searchlight inon?

I pried open one eyeball only to find the searchlight was just sunlight co was co from inside my skull

I closed over like I hadn’t been in years Maybe ever

What did I do last night?

What died in ht?

Yesterday was the last day of one well Really well I re onto Bonanza Street, feeling like I wanted to celebrate There was that dog…

Despite the risk of blindness my eyes flew open This wasn’t my hotel room Oh shit Carefully, so I didn’t die of extreme dehydration, I rolled over to see a woman’s blond hair on a pink satin pillowcase next to mine A pink satin pillowcase that old

Trixie No Not Trixie

Shit So

Pixie? No, that would be ridiculous No wo named Pixie?

But the blonde in bed next tohappened with her dog and it got loose and wasa run for the street when I scooped it up

And the da bit me

I looked down at ’s teeth had broken the skin

She’d taken me for a drink to celebrate, which turned into lunch She had to leave but we as tourists never got to see

Things got hazy after that