#1Liner Wednesdays–Really Short Stories

“Oh just shut up, you’re only sixteen,” I told the girl with the tear-streaked face and the puke-stained shirt, “you don’t need to blubber on…I FUCKING KNOW what you took.  You call it MDMA or Molly, but twenty plus years ago we called it X or ecstacy, now GET UP, you can’t spend forever in the goddamn toilet.  Are you gonna go home like nothing happened or are we making an emergency room run?”

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