Another Friday, another Party! Can I get a whoop-whoop?

No? How about a yowza? Not that either?

Bam? Woot? Yippee?

No?

Screw you guys, I’m taking my Drabble and going home…

Or not!

Enough babble…

Enjoy!

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Unmovable Prison
By
Jake Bible

The needle entered the vein like a long lost lover, home for the weekend, desperate for connection. Up came the blood, mixing, mixing, mixing. Down went the plunger.

The sigh was long and blissful; the long lost lover having satisfied.

The room spun; the ceiling evaporated. Stars above became stars in hand; the night sky was infinite and in reach.

Planets came and went, spinning their dizzying lives around their stars; worlds gone wild.

Then the inevitable crash; the falling back into the body that was an unmovable prison.

Hector blinked happily.

“You’re welcome,” the nurse said. “Tomorrow then?”

Blink.

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Cheers!

Disclaimer: Uh…I got nothing.