Split Three Ways, Not Four
I left before last call sure I'd dodged it. Then I heard the cab split three ways through the door that hadn't shut yet.
The Navy Dress in Every Album
At a friend's wedding after-party, I go looking for myself in the photographer's preview and find the same navy dress in every one this year.
The Diner Isn't on the List
The old friend group's reunion poll closes in eleven minutes, and the diner we always picked isn't one of the options anymore.