Bravery

Greg watched from the corner of the street with binoculars. It was too risky to take pictures. The flash always blew his cover, and he had already lost two DSLRs so far. Nadia didn’t want him to take pictures. He told himself this was the last time he would stalk her.

A taxi pulled up in front of the hotel and a goddess of a woman stepped out. Greg aimed his binoculars straight at her butt. Now that’s what you call a bubble butt. She entered the hotel. But still no sign of Nadia. He wanted to see her one last time before he left town. He needed a fresh start too. Leave behind his cuckold obsession, and leave Nadia alone.

A few hooded figures approached the doors of The Pony. They spray painted something on. Then they ran away.

Greg’s eyes widened.

In red spray paint, “YOU ARE DEAD!”

Greg put down his binoculars. You are Dead?! What kind of life did Nadia have now? He swallowed his fear and for the first time in his life chose bravery. He followed after the hooded figures.