The morning after the day before

The floor of the apartment is carpeted with empty soda cans, spent ammunition and empty lipstick cases. Among the other garbage are vodka bottles; empty and sticking to the carpet with the sticky residue and stench of spilled alcohol. Chinese cartons are all over the coffee table and another empty bottle of liquor is lying on its side.

A dark insidious stain on the carpet behind the coffee table suddenly lifts to reveal a pair of inky octopus eyes, which blink up at the sunlight pouring in through the dirty windows. The face attached to them is remotely human and slightly sticky with remnants of last night's binge leaking down the corner of the jagged mouth.

The 'stain' itself wiggles as the head moves and tendrils of damp hair string down across the pale face which still clings to adolescence with its slightly chubby cheeks and almost angular chin.

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Just a little something different....I may use this in a story about Gohan after cell or Yamcha in his days of banditom...who knows!

Later!