Shawn Don

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It was mayhem at Shawn's firm ever since his mom, or as they all know her as the crazy middle aged woman from the midwest, dropped the video of the Blue Man. They needed a rebrand, and into something more trust worthy, not like murder and child and get away with it, but like visit you at the hospital and warmly listen. 

When he was younger Shawn would drink with his friends, and they'd call him Shawn Don like the champagne, especially when he got drunk. Back then he didn't drink champagne he couldn't afford it, instead it was a cheap vodka with an old woman's name, or sometimes a sickly sweet lime malt liquor. It didn't matter so much because they bonded over other things, and stories of the night the next day in school. 

Shawn Don you were wasted last night. 

least I didn't fall into that bush! oohhhh

Now Shawn could afford champagne, unlike most people who drank to mark an occasion he drank a glass almost everyday. He'd earned he'd say. 

His phone rang waking him from his day dream. 

Helloo

Shawn, we need to meet. Its me. 

The man on the end of the line sounded different, although this was a closed line it didn't sound like his boss. 

Shawn I was told to call you, we need to meet. Send help to our location.


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