Hampton Inn
Hampton Ct
Williamston, North Carolina
Drunk Tennessee Man: *knocks*
Breanca96: Huh? *looks through the peephole* Who is this guy? *opens the door*
Drunk Tennessee Man: *slurring* Hey, baby girl! This is your Uncle Roy from Tennessee! *breath reeking of beer, and tobacco*
Breanca96: Dude, get lost!! You smell gross! When was the last time you showered?
Drunk Tennessee Man: *slurring* Come on, now! Ride with me to Tennessee! *burps loudly*
Me: Will you leave my buddy alone? You better leave, or I'll call the police!
Breanca96: He's obviously intoxicated!
Drunk Tennessee Man: *slurring* Come give Uncle Roy a hug, baby girl!
Breanca96: Ew, no!
Tennessee Woman: Henry!!! Get back here right now!!! I thought I told you not to drink! *whacks her husband with a cartoon mallet*
Drunk Tennessee Man: *out cold with cartoon stars floating above him, and his tongue sticking out*
Me: Ew, I can smell his breath!
Tennessee Woman: Sorry about that, folks! My husband ain't right! Y'all have a good night! *drags her husband back to their hotel room*
Breanca96: Glad she took care of him! *sprays air freshener in the room to eliminate the awful odor from the drunk man* Smells like apple cinnamon now!
Me: That's better! Let's get some sleep! *climbs into my bed*
Breanca96: *climbs into her bed, and snores*
This story was written on Wednesday, August 2nd, 2023.
A/N Even in North Carolina, Tennessee folks have to keep harassing Breanca! Ugh! That man was clearly drunk! 🙄 His wife settled him straight! Don't be a silent reader. Please leave feedback. Thanks.
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