Troubled Mind

I sat in my apartment late at night, trying to focus on the wrestling match taking place on my TV screen. I had purchased a Global Championship Wrestling DVD that had thirty of their best matches from 2017 earlier that day. My half-eaten Pizza Hut pizza was on the coffee table, my dogs hoping for more than just the crusts I had given them, eyeing it hungrily, whining to me as if they had never had food before. Two empty Corona bottles sat beside the pizza box. I sighed as I scrolled through my phone, checking on the Rising Star Tournament announcement on Facebook.

“ Woof!” Came a bark. I looked up to see Shadow dragging the pizza box off the coffee table. Thinking fast, I lunged and grabbed it.