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Submitted to Contest #186
“...What is that you’re holding?” “Connley Cabot? Ha! That’s so like you to have such an insufferable name—is that why you were scouted?” “My ID.” “And the rest of your stuff in this pretty little satchel you’ve got. I love the little flowers~” “Don’t shake it.” “Oh. Surely you don’t mean like this?”
Submitted to Contest #173
My vision starts misty and groggy; my focus fine-tuning with every blink. I’m on the couch, I’m still wearing jeans, what time is it, how much time have I lost now–? …I’m covered in Isaac’s weighted blanket. That asshole. He’s always insistent that I get a “good night’s sleep” upon coming home and taking a warm bath, like such a thing even exists in my line of work. I get it though, I do. ...
I'm always writing, so I might as well send some stuff in.
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