StumblingFillies

  Like the setting sun was drawing to a close, so too was summer. The setting sun cast a warm, golden hue over the lush greenery, Morgan sat on the wooden deck, lost in thought. Or what passed for thought in her booze soaked brain. The untouched cocktail in front of her sparkled with the promise of a carefree evening, but she had yet to tough it. She knew she was already drunk, and shouldn’t have any more. However, that wasn’t on her mind-it was tangled in the complexities of a summer romance that seemed to be slipping through her fingers. The gentle breeze played with her hair, and the distant laughter of friends echoed, but she remained in her own world, contemplating the bittersweet nature of fleeting moments and unspoken words.

Breakfast Under the warm Mediterranean sun, she leaned over the table, her wide-brimmed Louis Vuitton hat casting a playful shadow over her face, as the scent of freshly prepared brunch wafted through the air. The azure sea glistened before her, mirroring the vibrant blue ribbon on her hat. She savored the moment, the gentle breeze carrying whispers of the ocean. She was still drunk from last night, too drunk to care that she was on the balcony in just her skimpy white lace underwear with lavender flowers. The french toast was beautiful, but her muddled brain was trying to decide what to drink. Champaign, Vodka, or orange cocktail.  Under the warm Mediterranean sun, she leaned over the table, her wide-brimmed Louis Vuitton hat casting a playful shadow over her face, as the scent of freshly prepared brunch wafted through the air. The azure sea glistened before her, mirroring the vibrant blue ribbon on her hat. She savored the moment, the gentle breeze carrying whispers of the ocean....

  In a small town nestled in a sleepy little town, there stood a cozy, retro-themed diner called The Happy Joint. Adorned with vintage posters of old Hollywood stars and classic cars, the diner was a popular spot for locals and tourists alike. It was a place where time seemed to stand still, transporting visitors back to a simpler era of jukeboxes and milkshakes. On a warm summer afternoon, two friends, Emma and Lily, sat at a booth at The Happy Joint, surrounded by the nostalgic ambiance. They each had a bottle of Vitameatavegamin, the 23% alcohol herbal tonic famous for getting Lucille Ball drunk on I Love Lucy. It had the same effeect on Emma and lilly. As they sipped on their drinks, Emma and Lily couldn't help but smile at each other. The Coca-cola they were drinking was a simulation of the original recipe, laced heavily with cocaine. Few smoked tobacco these days like they did in the past, but as Emma and Lily drank, they chain smoked marijuana joints, recreating the retro mo...

   It was a lonely night in August She was sitting at the end of the bar when I saw her With the little wine and a little time, she would be a prize to win I'll never forget, I remember it yet, the taste of that clear, pure water But that preacher's words could not be heard As she whispered, "Come on in" … She said, "D'you wanna gow t' heaven?"  And I said, "Yeah, just lead me on" Taze my hann, c'n yoo feel thad feelin'? (take my hand, can you feel that feeling?) I said, "Yeah, just lead me on" (and I said yeah, just lead me on) It was a lonely night in August, the kind of night where the darkness seemed to stretch on forever and the air was thick with humidity. I walked into a bar. The sound of laughter and music filled the room, but I felt a sense of isolation that seemed to weigh me down. And then I saw her. She was sitting at the end of the bar. A glass of wine in front of her and a distant look in her eyes. There was ...