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Submitted to Contest #77
Fuck Stue. Molly leaned back in her chair, as the fluorescent lights above her flickered. She had seen him from the corner of her eye, shuffling his fat ass over to her cubicle. She had made it a point to not look his way, in the vain hope that if she didn’t, maybe he wouldn’t talk to her. She had ignored him up until his stomach was touching her backrest, and Molly could smell the scent of sour, stale crackers that always seemed to follow Stue for some reason. Even then, she only turned around when he tapped her shoulder. “Oh! Gosh Stue, so...
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