A to Z challenge, theme: anatomy, day 4: D
Flash fiction, 100 words
At least there weren’t any witnesses.
Tyler sat on the pavement. He had landed awkwardly next to his car as he pulled the door open.
Looking up and down the dark, empty street, Tyler grabbed onto the open car door and pulled himself up. That was going to hurt tomorrow, he thought, rubbing his backside.
He climbed in, got behind the wheel, and fumbled for his keys. Where were they?
Then it slowly dawned on him. Perhaps the ungraceful exercise that landed him on his derriere was a clue. After that many beers, it was time to call a cab.