Here’s my contribution to this week’s Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. Thankyou Priceless Joy for another fun prompt this week!
Oliver Wilde stumbled up the hill, too depleted of energy to take anything beyond the smallest steps necessary to keep himself from toppling over. He stopped and steadied himself on a light pole, waiting for the wave of nausea to subside.
He was in the process of passing out from the smell of his own breath when a loud bang jolted him back to life.
“Hey buddy, over here – in the dumpster.”
Oliver stared at the big blue box sitting in front of him, unsure of his next move.
The dumpster’s lid was slightly open, so he leaned forward to peer inside. “Hello?”
“Can you give me a hand in here?” a voice echoed from inside.
He pushed open the lid of the dumpster to find there was nothing in it except for an empty beer bottle.
I must be drunk, he thought, scratching his head. “I need help”.
Word limit: 151
tastyniblets 
This is sadly funny! Poor drunk Oliver trying to help his drunk self out of the dumpster. Great story and excellent writing. 🙂 (This is probably very true for many alcoholics).
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thanks Joy, glad you liked it. It did get a bit sad at the end didn’t it? I didn’t plan on it but I guess thats the story that Oliver wanted to tell 🙂
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Yep, I think he’s definitely drunk and needs help. Let’s hope he remembers that when he sobers up!
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Thanks- he probably won’t 🙂
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This is quite funny in a sad way.
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I can imagine this scene being played out as a comedy sketch, although, in reality it does have a very sad note. If Oliver gets drunk like that on a regular basis, he definitely does need help. Well written. 🙂
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Thanks Millie- yes, particularly when he starts hearing things!
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Good story. I doubt he will get help. I know that from living with an alcoholic. Funny but sad.
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Thanks Susan 🙂
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Oliver needs help? Nah – he’ll be fine when he sobers up. But the poor invisible man stuck in the dumpster? Now he really needs help! 😀 Great story
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Haha yes he does 🙂
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What a funny/unique story. I like how you focused on just the trash can outside the apartments. Very nice twist 😃
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Thanks lrod 🙂 I couldn’t really think of anything else that fit within the word limit!
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I know what you mean. It’s so tough but the challenge is what makes it fun 😃
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Poor Oliver has a serious side to him when he admits the possibility that he has a problem ~ So many drunk people are in denial and drink again to blot out the reality by talking to bottles to enter oblivion again ~ A very percepive write Tastyniblets ~ 🙂
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Thankyou- its funny sometimes where a story can take you.. I didn’t plan on writing such a serious theme 🙂
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Wow his breath must be really heinous if he’s about to pass out from it. For a second I thought he might be homeless and the voice in the dumpster was a fellow homeless man. I do like his name.
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Thanks! can you tell that I was inspired by Oscar Wilde? 🙂
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At first I read his name as Oscar but then looked again! Great story – loved the part about “passing out from the smell of his own breath.” Unique take on the prompt too. When I first saw the photo I had a look at that rubbish bin and it looks like there’s a person walking behind it, but a story didn’t come to mind.
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thankyou! glad you enjoyed it- and his name was inspired by oscar wilde 🙂
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