100 words on the back of a beermat

Time Out Competition

“You have exactly ten seconds to live asshole. You can either walk back down the alley, over the road and into tomorrow. Or you can die here and now, wallowing in your own puke and someone else’s piss – what’s it to be, Sonny?” I looked at the gun, her unswerving grin and the remains of my lunch on her boots. Usually I like to take my time “ONE”, way things up “TWO”, consider the options “THREE”, douse them in drink “FOUR” and see which one “FIVE” I could remember in the morning “SIX”. However, “SEVEN” this chick “EIGHT” looked “NINE” in kind of a hurry “TEN”…