8thdayfiction

…and on the 8th day, micro fiction was published on some dude's blog.

Andy’s Dream

Andy woke with a start. He sat up in bed and saw his roommate, Big Ed, sitting on his own bed on the other side of the room, staring at him.

“Dude,” Andy said to Big Ed, “I had the craziest dream. I dreamt that I robbed a bank, but in the middle of it, I look down, and I don’t have any pants on!”

Big Ed cocked an eyebrow, but otherwise had no reaction.

And then Andy remembered: Big Ed wasn’t his roommate; he was his cellmate.

Because he was in jail. For robbing a bank. While pantsless. The local media had dubbed him “The Boxer Bank Robber”.

But, in Andy’s defense, he hadn’t intended to rob the bank sans pants. He’d just been out of his mind on meth at the time.

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