Simon says preview
#1 of Simon Says
An idea that's been in my head for awhile so i tried to put it to electronic paper.
Ryan awoke with a pounding headache and the horrible feeling that he had done something terrible the night before. If anyone asked he would deny ever getting hangovers but the morning after a heavy night of drinking was usually pretty miserable. Last night hadn't been bad until someone started giving out sambuca.
The young wolf eventually forced himself out of bed, he'd never let a hangover stop him. While he went about his morning routine he thought about last night. It had been a friend's birthday. He was drinking whiskey. He felt fine until about midnight when he started feeling a little unsteady. Then the sister came out with that damned sambuca again! After that he couldn't remember anything until about three in the morning when he was vomiting into a toilet.
After making a cup of tea he returned to his computer and dropped heavily into the seat. It was warm and he had the house to himself so he hadn't bothered putting a shirt on, only pants so he wouldn't show too much to the neighbours, leaving most of his dark brown fur exposed. He noticed a flashing light on his phone and grabbed it to check the message.
He frowned in confusion at the phone. The message was from Simon but the only Simon he knew and moved halfway across the world and the last time they'd met they didn't exchange numbers because nobody owned mobile phones.
"Glad you decided to go ahead. The money is in the account. Four vetos to go. Hope you enjoy this. Good luck." s
More confused than ever Ryan checked his inbox and found more messaged from Simon.
"Reminder. Half hour until deadline."
"One hour to go."
"The payments are pending. You have until one o'clock tomorrow to cancel. After that the money is stuck in the account for at least a month and then only the ref can transfer it out..."
Ryan swore at the phone. He remembered what had happened. He had been speaking to one of the party goers and agreed to some stupid game of Simon Says. Simon and Ryan both put a grand into an account, Ryan had four vetos. If at the end of the month Ryan had all four left he would get the grand back plus Simons money. If he had three vetos it would be five hundred of Simon's money, two would get him his own money back. If he had less than two vetos left he would start losing money.
Hoping that he could get out of it he went to his online banking but unfortunately the money was gone! Groaning Ryan dropped his head onto the desk. "Fuck..."
His skype beeped but he ignored it for several minutes. When he did look up he ignored it awhile longer. It was a contact request from Simon. A few minutes later his phone buzzed. This time he read simon's message. "Simon says 'Accept it'"