thursday -traitor(s)

You've partied your whole life. Woke up more places than you can count with no idea how you got there. So for your bachelor's party you plan to take it easy.

A little sun, a little surfing, a little tequila.
Of course, you are with her brothers.

When you wake up face down outside on the balcony chair you know there was nothing little about the tequila. As you stretching to stand you feel the familiar sting of skin across your shoulder blade. You wince. Not the flush of a sunburn but her name inked on your newly tanned skin.