(Author's note.
I swear to the nonexistent god, if any of you fuckers call me "Author-Chan" or "Author-San", I'm punting you into the sun. I'm to be referred to as Lunar.)
(N/A) walked to her car as always to head to work. Except, this time, she decided to take a shortcut, so she'd be able to get some coffee on the way to work.
Sadly, she never got to enjoy said coffee. She got rammed into by some loser who decided to ruin someone's day or something.
Ya gurl ends up passing out into a comatose state. Oh no. What ever shall we dooooooo?
Oh yeah, hospitals exist. SO SHOVE THAT SUCKER INTO AN AMBULANCE, AND GET HER INTO A ROOM!
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The Dreamweavers
HorrorI dunno, just gimme a minute, man. Also yes, yes I did use a prompt bot for this entire story. And no, I did not let the prompt completely write this, it's actually based off a story I wrote in ELA.
