Tag: Sci Fi

Day 132

Abigail rose from the tangle of blankets, wringing wet. The bedding reeked with her sweat. She staggered to the window, chilled less by a limp breeze, more by what she would see when she looked out. The barren street mocked her. She rubbed her…

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Binging on streaming

I did something I swore I would never do. I’ve signed up for Netflix. I know. My dirty little secret, a secret no more. Why did I put it off for so long?

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