What Life Was Like (A micro story)

I am snugly nestled among friends in the musty basement of a stranger, we drink Bud Light beneath a haze of smoke and thumping music-will we be discovered or enjoy another night of teenage freedom? For now, we are safely disobedient.

Author: livefromtimeout

When I'm not refereeing my two children, I like to workout and drink wine. But not at the same time. Teaching happens to be my vocation and my passion.

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