An Argument With Esteban The Door Man

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He tugged viscously on my arm, towing me along while I dug the heels of my blue vans into the earth.

When we got to the porch, a doorman clad in all red took in my appearance and busted out laughing, "The hell is you wearing?" He questioned me.

"Call me ranch 'cause I be dressing." Was my genius response. He shook his head, "Shut yo' ugly ass up." He laughed.

"Call me Bruce Wayne cause I Gotham looks." I said smugly while the 3 goonies that picked me up snickered.

"A-he-he-he hell. Shut up and go in." Esteban (yes. I names him.) said opening the door while mocking their laughs.

"Jehovah was a witness to this murder." I said smugly while one again being pulled inside.

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