Autumn/Halloween Countdown Blitz 2019 – Day 4
Lauren pointed to the men in the dumpster. “We’re on a scavenger hunt, but we can step away for a bit if you need closure—”
“Closure?” The drunk coed squinted at Lauren and shook her head from side to side. “Closure is for confused people. I know why it’s over.” She gave her friend a high five and stumbled a few steps toward the open dumpster. “Let’s do this.” She leaned over the contents and lifted a shoe box out of the plastic bin. “I hate him.” She took the top off the shoe box and flung it into the dumpster. It landed between Brenner and Scott. She shuffled through the items and said, “Birthday cards, spring break souvenirs, concert tickets, pictures.” She lifted a photograph and waved it at her friend.She slurred her words when she asked her friend, “Know what really pisses me off? He’s in all my pictures from college. Four years of parties, holidays, vacations, hanging out with friends.” She held the photo in front of her face and swayed slightly. “All my pictures are ruined. I hate him.”
“Let me help.” Scott reached down from the dumpster and gestured for the box. “I hate him too.”
She returned the photo to the stack and handed the shoe box to Scott. With a turn of his wrist, he dumped all the memories into the trash beside him.
“And it’s not like I could show my kids half of my college pictures anyway. They shouldn’t see Mommy dressed like a slutty Stanley Cup two Halloweens in a row.” She reached in the bin, grabbed a handful of silver lamé, and held up a strapless body-con tube dress. “I wore this tiny dress, silver stilettos, and a silver bowl on my head. It was forty degrees. He wore thick hockey pads and his Penguins jersey…lifted me in the air all night.” She balled up the dress and threw it into the dumpster.
Her friend looked in the bin and said, “It happened a lot with you two. He’s comfy as hell on Halloween, and you’re half-naked and freezing.” She picked up a gallon-size freezer bag from the plastic bin and stared at the contents. She rolled her eyes and handed it to her intoxicated friend.
One by one, the items were tossed into the dumpster. Lauren watched bunny ears, a bow tie, fishnet stockings, and a black leotard fly into the dumpster. The fuzzy bunny tail went in last. She shook her head and said, “What was I thinking?” She reached in the bin for more fabric,unfurling the bottom half of a Princess Leia slave costume. She also grabbed the metal-edged bikini top, neck collar with chain, and hair accessories.“Yeah, I’m keeping this.” The entire costume fell back into the bin. She replaced the lid and let out a sigh when it clicked closed.
The friend pulled her in for a hug and said,“Imagine how much more you’ll love the right guy.”