I am breaking in. Not literally. I am hypothetically breaking in. I do have the entry passcode but not her approval. Does that count as trespassing one's property? Why am I even thinking of that now? I am pissed at the way my brain wanders in all the wrong places at all the wrong times.
I enter the code. Peep. What?
What?
What?
How can I possibly get this wrong?
I never get numbers wrong!
Maybe she changed it.
But why? She never caught me looking.
Maybe it's a glitch?
Try again.
Peep.
Shit.
Then someone opens the door.
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Her Name Is Havoc
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