Out of the bedroom: A five minute freewrite

This is a five (maybe ten) minute freewrite based on the prompt from @mariannewest.

Walking out of his bedroom Sam saw the pile of pizza boxes. He groaned as the memory of the previous night came rushing back to him. How many people were here? he thought. Had to be at least thirty, he mused and made his way to the kitchen, being careful to step over the beer cans, cups and the occasional stale pepperoni pizza slice.

That irked him the most. The pizza on the floor. It hadn't been that long ago when he would have eaten it off the floor, just happy someone else dropped it. It'd been a crazy few months since he won the lottery. The upscale apartment he'd rented was as filthy as any box he'd lived in on the street. But it felt worse. This place wasn't supposed to be dirty, or stink like a garbage pit.

"Holy shit! I'm not cleaning this up," a woman in her underwear said from the bedroom door.

"But it's your turn," said another one pushing past her, smiling at Sam and winking.

"No it isn't bitch. Don't try to charm your way out of it either or I'll - "

"Get out." Both women turned to look at him. "Both of you. Grab your stuff and get out. Don't come back."

"But babe, remember what you said last night?" the woman who winked asked.

"No. And I don't care. Both of you get out and don't come back. Tell your friends they aren't welcome either."

"As long as I'm not cleaning this shit up I'm good," the woman in the doorway said and turned back into the bedroom.

"You can't be serious. You promised me I could stay with you. We'd get married and everything!"

"Even if the money is all gone?"

Her face went white, then red. "You bastard!" she yelled and stomped back to the bedroom. He could hear things breaking as they both got ready to leave. He suppressed a grin as they both walked out without looking at him and slammed the door.

He breathed in the familiar smells and breathed out a sigh of relief. Grabbing a garbage bag he started to clean up. He had a strange urge to keep one of the pizza slices, just to help him remember why he'd never end up like this again. But he knew why, and every bag of garbage - pizza and all - he threw in the bin gave him more reasons to remember.



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