Being left alone is a teenager’s dream. The popular ones will throw a party, the loner ones would probably do something weird or just act normal, the nerdy or geeky ones would invite a very small group of friends to play some tabletop board game.
Me? Well I guess you can say I’m one of the loners. I do have friends, but I don’t have parties and such at my house. It is mostly because my parents would be disappointed in the fact that I don’t have any “normal” friends.
Other than that, being alone is pretty chill. It is even better when it’s summer break. Any 16 year old would just be lazy and do nothing all day.
So, that’s what I did for the first few days. When the weekends come around, I go to work at a nearby bakery. The pay is alright, and it’s nice for my parents to pay for anything else I need just in case.
Ok, enough of telling you about boring stuff, let’s get into the real story.
It was a Saturday morning. I did my normal routine: wake up, take a shower, put on my uniform, and drive to work. The only problem with this is that all of my boxers were dirty, and I was not going to wear them again.
My only choices was to go commando, or wear a pair of my dad’s tighty whities, or “manly undies” as he used to call them when I was a kid.