LEFT OF CENTRE
It had been a good night and a great party, one filled with fine food, easy conversation, an abundance of drinks, and endless laughter.
It had been good to catch up with everyone; friends from high school and college, co-workers and random encounters that had been close friends over the years.
It was early morning now and he was headed home, one foot in front of the other. He had drank more than usually and his staccato, jerky steps had him smiling.
He almost didn't notice the spray painted letters on the road as he stumbled up on to the curve, but when he did, the laughter returned.
He was a fairly funny guy and had kept his friends entertained with his left of centre ramblings. His jokes were never standard or expected and it felt like this sign had been placed where it was expressly for him.
Laughter in the middle and jokes to either side. With a chuckle, he continued onward, slowly climbing the steep road towards his house. His sandal caught on the sidewalk an he lurched forward, never at risk of tumbling.
His laughter echoed down the deserted streets. LOL indeed.
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