Roofies Stories

A short story about a man, and his encounter with a woman and her favorite drug.

"People who share the same roof are called Roofies. Singular form: Roofy," She did a small nod at the end as if approving her logic. "You do know it's a drug, right," He questioned, perplexed with her need to give them a name. They were barely acquaintances. "Yeah, but I don't care," the girl sassed. * When Rory Sandsburg and Sebastian King met on the roof, they started with bang. Arguments arose, punches were thrown and words each other slashed like swords. After all, nothing good could come out from a girl who detested everyone she met and a boy who always ran away.

Oil on Canvas, a short story by Jan Marie Bueser Salvilla.

Kyle had never particularly enjoyed parties. They were loud, crowded, messy and he hated being the only sober person in a room full of drunken idiots. All he wanted to do was find Stan, but unfortunately bad luck always seemed to find Kyle first.

Life in the Mafia is brutal. Join are tough Hero in this rough draft! To much excitement you say! Well, I'll make the stakes even higher! With fourth grade grammar this action packed story will have you gauging your eyes out! <.< Its not really that bad but whatevah.

This a story about an average normal night in bar, where some abnormal things happened. The story is about the people who came and ordered drink in a bar and may or may not converse to the bartender. "542: also known as Rohypnol or Ruffies or Date Rape Drug: "