As I awoke on a cold
metal bench, I could not recall anything from the previous night's adventures.
The only thing I experienced was a profound headache and pain radiating from my
shoulder. As my blurred vision cleared, I saw that I was the only individual
inside the cell. I still had my civilian clothing on, which was surprising.
However, I hope that this would lead myself to clues to what had happened the
night before. My clothes themselves looked normal, but my pockets told a
different story. Between the several pockets on my cargo shorts, I found a
total of five items. Each led to me recalling my night before arriving in this
jail cell.
From my right-side
pocket, I retrieved a receipt from a local bar. Subsequently, reviewing
the receipt, it was full of shots of fireball, many other alcoholic beverages,
and a few orders of some fancy drink, which I had no idea how even to
pronounce. While in the opposite pocket was two photos of my girlfriend,
the one I usually carried around with me no matter what; however, the new photo
was distorted by water. The photo led myself to wonder why it was in my pocket
and why the it was wet. As I reached into my lower, left side
pocket, I felt something jagged. Before pulling the object out carefully, I
checked my hand for damage, but the pain I felt after accessing the object was
far worse than the physical feeling of pain. The object was the necklace of my
girlfriend’s that she always wore. The final item made everything fall into
place; the last item was a note from my significant other. The note stated that
she was leaving for a new job opportunity and needed a fresh start.
Unfortunately, this new start did not include me in it and this made me
upset.
All the details came
flying back to me in vivid detail. The night started with getting drinks with
my girlfriend on a Friday night. Halfway through the evening, I got up to use
the bathroom, and I returned to the table. I realized then that my girlfriend
was missing, and all that were left was the additional photo, the necklace, and
the note. After reading the note, I started to drink increasingly more to the
point where they would no longer serve me. I proceeded to become angry at the
server, and was told to leave. During the disagreement, I knocked my glass of
water over onto the photo. However, the confrontation led to me being thrown
out of the building. Falling over explains my shoulder pain/discomfort
and the drinking explained my throbbing headache. Once outside, I fell on the
ground, but as soon as I landed, I woke up here. I believe I am here on
possible public intoxication.
You did an amazing job on tying all 5 items into your story, while also keeping the plot flow smoothly. Altogether a great entry!
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