Life In The Big
City
A FLYMF
Select Your Own Quest
by James Seidler
Would rather just continue defending keg-stand title
The night quickly passes into a haze of headstands and triumph before fading
to a gentle black. This peace is roughly shaken the next morning, when you wake
up in the alley behind the fraternity, your clothes half missing and a pile
of your own vomit staring up at you. Time to go home and sleep it off.