Here’s my snippet inspired by Sundays picture of the champagne 
Orson sat down at the bar and ordered a drink, Vodka, neat, and drank it down in one gulp.
“Steady there fella.” The bar man laughed. “Another?”
“Yeah, keep em coming, no, give me the bottle, room 320.”
The bar man nodded and placed the bottle on the bar.
Orson poured another drink and helped himself to ice from a chrome lidded ice bucket. The tongs were so cold they almost stuck to his fingers.
It was some time before he noticed that he’d hit the almost full bottle hard. His head was beginning to swim and aware that his legs seemed to belong to someone else.
“Vodka and coke please?”
Orson turned in the direction of the voice. A woman stood next to him. She smiled and he was struck by the greenness of her eyes, which matched her dress perfectly. He pushed the bottle in her direction.
“Bad day?” She asked.
Orson looked down at his left hand and twisted the gold wedding band that was beginning to cut into his finger.
The next thing Orson knew was waking in his hotel room, flat on his back on the bed, naked. He tried to lift his head from the pillow and groaned. The pain was intense.Trying to look around the room from his horizontal position he could see nothing out of place until he noticed the bottle of champagne, turned upside down in its bucket. The 2 glasses lay on their sides on a small side table. Swinging his legs to the side of the bed he sat up slowly. He felt sick and dizzy. The pain in his temples throbbed with an intensity he’d never experienced before. He looked round for his clothes but couldn’t see them.
“Shit, my wallet!”
He staggered to the wardrobe and looked at the safe. It was open and empty. It was only then that he noticed all his clothes, even his shoes, were missing.”
The telephone rang.
“Yes!”
“Good morning Mr James, this is Reception. Just to let you know your wife has just arrived. She’s asking if she should come up, or meet you down here for breakfast……Mr James? Shall I send her up?”
*evil snigger* I do like a bit of conflict lol. Poor old Orson, what is he gunna do? Lol
Any ideas as to how he’s gunna get out of that?
serves him right lol
Ha ha ha
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It’s not absolutely obvious that he’s done anything wrong. He may have been the victim of a robbery. He need to have his wife sent up so that she can help him call the police and get himself together.
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I don’t think it really matters whether he did or didn’t actually do anything lol, his wife will probably still think he did, or intended to *snigger*
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That is going to be an interesting conversation with wifey. He could say he must have been drugged at the bar and then play dumb. “Dear, I don’t know what happen.” Idiot. HAHA. Great story.
Lol, yeah, but, I’m not sure I’d go for that excuse
I may finish it one day lol
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Major oops! Not sure how it will end – what can you possibly say to get out of that mess??? Loved it!
Lol, men eh? *rolls eyes*
Thanks hon xx
That was a really excellent post today. Thank you for sharing it. I enjoyed it very much.
Thank you
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You’re welcome! Have a wonderful day.
Stop by sometime. You’re always welcomed.
Great writing. What is going to happen next? You cano not leave me pondering…..can you?
Lol, thanks Julie
I’m not really sure what happens next…..I guess a lot of it depends on the back story, hence why I put in the part about his wedding ring cutting into his finger
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Nice! Next instalment please! Just one comment…right hand and wedding band? it’s usually left
Thanks hon
OMG!!!! Ha ha ha….I never have been very good with left and right lol
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Of course, some nationalities do wear their wedding band on the right hand. I have several Polsh friends who wear their ring on the right hand. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ring_finger
I think the window is an attractive option!
LMAO!!!
Lol
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Good night! Poor guy is in a serious predicament. I half wonder if she just robbed him blind, no sex or anything. He’s gotta come clean though. The wifey is gonna be pissed regardless.
Oh yes! It doesn’t matter whether he had sex with the mystery green eyed woman or not really, wifey will still think the intention was there lol
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Hmmmm . . . this is a really good example of why consuming too much alcohol is a bad idea! Hahaha! Orson has some explaining to do (if he can remember anything!)
Lol, men eh?
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Confess everything and take what he deserves. Flogging.
Ha ha ha, my sentiments exactly Robin
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Great writing Vikki. Poor guy. It’s like a Mr Bean moment – he always manages to get out of it somehow though!
Thanks Sandra
Lol, yeah, this could probably work pretty well as a comedy sketch
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