Don t Open The Door
I was woken from my drunken slumber by the buzz of the doorbell. Slowly climbing from the couch I began to piece my night together.Student night at the union. Cheap and nasty shots... far too many of those. What am I doing fully clothed on Dawn's couch? Shit. yeah... Dawn. Left her high and dry in some bar. Why did I do that?I knew why I did that.I've known Dawn for a year. When I first met her I thought she was the most graceful creature to walk the earth. Tall, slim, glossy black hair with an...