This is my entry for Brenda Drake’s Blogfest contest. Can you guess the age of my character from the first 250 words of my WIP? with no more information…
Flushing the toilet with one hand, the other firmly gripping what remained of his toothbrush William dry wretched one last time before dragging himself to his feet.
He steadied himself against the cubicle wall. Then he stuffed the toothbrush into his jacket pocket.
He left the cubicle and stumbled across to the sinks. The weak lighting in the bathroom made his gaunt face seem all the more unhealthy as he caught a glimpse of his reflection in the mirror. He turned the taps on full and splashed water on his face. William shoved his mouth down into the blast of coldness to rinse the stench of vomit off his tongue and teeth. Grasping blindly as the water blurred his vision he managed to pull some paper towels from the dispenser and blotted the remaining water from his stubble covered chin.
William retrieved his wallet from his jacket pocket and opened it. He removed a cling film packet, his credit card and a useless old twenty. He went back into the toilet cubicle and knelt, placing his wears on the lid. He opened the cling film packet and proceeded to cut the white powder with his credit card. When there were two neat lines he returned the card to his wallet. He then rolled the twenty into a tight tube. Placing the twenty to one nostril and finger against the other he took in one line, sniffed, rubbed his finger under his nose then took in the other line.