This is a short story I wrote after a bad day. There is a little profanity (sorry, everyone), but please let me know what you think!
It was a January Friday, and the sun was setting. The whole office had gone to a dumpy bar across the street, but it was the closest bar, everyone knew where it was, so no one complained. He had just paid his tab, four beers, and was ready to leave.
His bo
My First Short Story
It was a January Friday, and the sun was setting. The whole office had gone to a dumpy bar across the street, but it was the closest bar, everyone knew where it was, so no one complained. He had just paid his tab, four beers, and was ready to leave.
His bo
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