Red Velvet Woopie Pie

Red Velvet Woopie Pie

A Story by FallingWriter
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The man awoke to the sight of his calendar on his wall. He placed it this way, so he could count down the days until the weekend. He looks forward to this for one reason and one reason alone. It means real human contact, because ,on Saturdays and Sundays, he goes out to clubs to meet people. He was happy for the first time that week. He gets up and pours some cereal and eats it. Delicious. He puts on a silk black shirt and a white undershirt with tight jeans. For accessories, he has a golden chain and a Rolex watch. He steps out into the world outside his house. The sun seems brighter. People outside wave at him and he waves back with a smile. A person asks for money and he leads him to an ATM so he can give the man one hundred dollars. He walks onward to visit his good friend Cheryl Roake. She loved the weekend as much as him. She is a petite woman who loves weekends. He reaches her door and knocks. He hears the familiar shout that is her talking voice saying “Hold on! Hold on! WAIT FOR F**K SAKE!”, so he did just that. She came to the door. She was wearing a white silk shirt and a black skirt. He waved his usual wave and she waved hers. They went inside and discussed their plans for the night. They will go to the club El Fuego ,and then bring the party home so they can party till’ Sunday.

 

© 2012 FallingWriter


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