“I’ve got a great idea for New Year’s Eve,” Jack said. “Let’s do a party bus.”
“What the hell is a party bus?” Sammy asked.
“We’ll rent a big bus and invite all our friends to come along as we go bar hopping,” Jack responded. “We can all drink as much as we want because we’ll have a professional bus driver. We’ll have music and dancing and booze on the bus. How awesome would that be?”
“Who’s paying for this bus?”
“Everyone will be asked to pitch in thirty bucks.”
“Our cheap friends? Go back to the drawing board, Jack.”
Written for this week’s Friday Fictioneers prompt from Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Photo credit: Fatima Fakier Deria.