C is for Cancellation

As I was laying by the pool, Snake showed up and stood over me. I couldn’t see him when I opened my eyes because of the glare.

“My appointment was cancelled.”

“Wasn’t that all that you had planned for today?”

“Yup,” he replied. I could tell exactly what he was thinking.

“Awesome. I have an opening for a cabana boy. I need a drink and maybe a snack.”

“I can fill that position,” he laughed.

“Oh, by the way… Did I mention that the uniform is a bit more, shall we say, naked?”

“Why am I not surprised? I’ll be back with your drink and snack. And in proper uniform.”‘

I stretched out in the sun. “I’ll be here.”

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