Drabble #1

The body lay splayed across the floor, three of the shirt buttons undone. I panted, searching about the room with my vision beginning to blur.

“I can’t beli- we’re in deep shit. Thanks.”

I looked to my right forgetting he had been in the apartment. It all happened so fast.

“What do you mean we? This is my fault.”

“Well I’m not gonna just let you go down for murder, now am I?” He said, bending at the waist, taking hold of the ankles. Looking up at me he said, “Are you gonna help me or not, brother?”

I am.


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