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Submitted to Contest #150
“Please, don’t do it,” Janna said.Ling sighed as he crossed his legs. “You’re telling me that right before the big reveal of a product we—including you—have been working on for the last five years.”Her fingers tightened around her clipboard. “I’m sorry, it only dawned on me now, but Ling, the Hiraya…” her voice faltered. “I promise you, it will do more harm than good.”Ling slammed the dressing room table, and Janna flinched. The lights flickered above them. “I don’t have the time to change the entirety of the Hiraya i...
Submitted to Contest #149
[physical violence, gore, mentions of abuse; suicide] *click* … You already know why I’m here, the fuck is the point of saying it again? So my mental health gets wrecked even further? That it? Quack therapy, that’s what I think this is. … I’m angry? Yeah, no shit Sherlock, thanks for catching that. … I lost everything, Doc, how do you think that makes me...
Submitted to Contest #148
The proverbial burning of the midnight oil ensued for the deranged medical student with his nose stuffed in cocaine; except the midnight oil was the electrical bill, and the cocaine was coffee. Words like nicotinamide dinucleotide and glutathione peroxidase taunted the medical student, who only had enough energy left to stare blankly with his eyes redder than a baboon’s ass. Biochemistry used to mean something to the ma...
A 2nd year medical student with the heart of a writer.
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