Hotdogs

 

Monday night and Anna is getting really stressed out. For tomorrow she has to turn in two final projects plus her regular homework. Tired of writing and writing her essay, she stands up from her chair and goes to the living room, where her brother is watching White Collar. Anna interrupts his TV show and start begging for him to go out and have dinner with her. She need to clear her mind and what a perfect moment to spend time with her brother. Somehow Anna convinces Jack. He grabs the car keys and leave the apartment. Jack used to go and eat some Hot Dogs with his Volleyball mates after every game to a little place near the university. Once they arrive Jack orders two jumbo-hotdogs. While they are waiting, Anna notices some friends who were about to leave. It’s been a long time since she last saw them. The hotdogs are ready! They are huge and they are prepared with catchup, onion, bacon, guacamole and habanero sauce, cheese, mayonnaise, mustard, beans, green sauce, chili powder and ruffles. Since Anna does not eat anything spicy, Jack ordered her hotdog without the guacamole and habanero sauce. While she was eating, Jack starts to make fun of her for several reasons. Among them they were her boyfriend, college life and how stressed she is, but mostly that one party that should not be named. Anna’s first black out. The mockery continues and nothing could be better than Jack’s karma. Soon Jack begins to eat really slow and started to drink too much coke. His eyes started to fill with tears, his nose was so red as an apple and he just finished his drink. Nothing could save him anymore. Anna, naturally, begins to make fun of her little brother. His hotdog is so spicy that he couldn’t even talk. He needed something to end with his suffering. “All you need is a glass of milk!” Anna said. Jack stand up and pays the bill but not without telling them that their hotdogs are really spicy. They explained to him that they change the recipe of the sauce. Anna could not stop laughing at her brother. Once they arrive to the apartment, the glass of milk is no longer needed.

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