Hampton Inn Philadelphia Convention Center
Race St
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Steven: This is the life! Pennsylvania rules!
Unknown Man: *knocks on the door*
Steven: Who is it? *looks through the peephole*
Unknown Man: Housekeeping!
Steven: *opens the door* You're not housekeeping! Who the heck are you?
Unknown Man: That's not important. I am here to take you back.
Steven: Take me back where?
Unknown Man: Are you Steven Crass?
Steven: Who wants to know?
Unknown Man: Ken wants me to take you back to Connecticut! Or you risk prison time here in Philadelphia, with no chance of parole!
Steven: *hears a loud thunder clap* I can't leave now! It's stormy!
Unknown Man: *gives Steven an umbrella* Let's go.
Steven: I'm on vacation!
Unknown Man: *hisses* I said, let's go!
Steven: Fine! *grabs his suitcase and hears the constant rumbles of thunder while in the hallway, walking towards the elevator*
Unknown Man: *pushes the button to the lobby*
Elevator: *opens*
Unknown Man: *walks in*
Steven: *walks in*
This story was written on Tuesday, July 16th, 2024.
A/N Steven, your time in Pennsylvania has been cut short! Time go back to Connecticut where you belong! 🤣🤣🤣🤣 Don't be a silent reader. Please leave feedback. Thanks.
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