Life In The Big
City
A FLYMF
Select Your Own Quest
by James Seidler
Approach the frat boy
You approach, only to learn that the frat boy’s urgent gestures were evidently
signs to those in the know that a bout of projectile vomiting was about to get
place. His eyes get large, and before you can react he spews a pungent mixture
of malt liquor and chicken stir-fry onto you and Carlos. Your clothes are ruined
and your night is over.