New Year’s Eve, 2014

“Typical,” thought Penny
as she watched Gavin party like it was 1999.

He was wearing a Pokemon t-shirt
and bouncing up and down to a Britney Spears song.
At least he no longer seemed to be worrying
about the millennium bug.

“Always fifteen years behind everyone else”, she sighed,
relieved that he’d left his micro-scooter outside.