Waking up from an extreme hangover at his party, Dwayne felt emptiness in both his pockets. He questioned anything that was moving while holding half a bottle of vodka. “Hey, where the hell are my keys, my wallets, my stuff, my things, and my stuff?” slurred Dwayne. As he was moving from the backyard pool to the front of the mansion, he was kicking and trying to wake people up before his parents came back. With his eyesight being blurry and his speech being slurry, he didn’t have the strength to wake everybody up and stay awake himself, so he passed out for two hours. His parents came back to their mansion that they thought they didn’t purchase, and they saw Dwayne passed out on the floor and all hell broke loose.
I'm a little confused....Dwayne threw a party at a house that wasn't his?
ReplyDeleteI like the rhythm and feeling that your portray for him, but I'm a bit confused by the last sentence.
9/10