The Tequila Talking

I picked up my second shot of the evening, brought it to my lips, then flicked my wrist to shoot its contents directly to the back of my tilted throat. The warmth hit my ears and nose simultaneously. I quickly bit into my lime wedge. Its tangy juice washed away the dirt taste and constricted…

The Hunt

I stepped out of bed, only to have my right ankle give out unexpectedly from under me. Ouch. I landed on my knees on my bedroom floor, dizzy, confused and mildly nauseous. My right ankle throbbed, but it didn't look sprained or swollen; maybe just bruised. My body actually hurt all over. What the hell…