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Short Story

In which two people join an insomniac club and end up finding that the cure for their insomnia is each other.

[01] - Jesus?

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Julianna | Wren | other

"The hell is this place? A dungeon?"

"I have no idea but it seems very sketchy."

"..."

"..."

"Is that the group therapist?"

"Who do you think it is? Jesus?"

"Watch your tone."

"Are you my mother?"

"No, but I am a strong independent Asian woman--"

"You look like you're twelve."

"I'm not! I'm 20!"

"Now you sound like a hissing snake."

"And what did I sound like before?"

"Some kind of screeching animal."

"Hey!"

"You roped yourself into that one. I wasn't gonna say anything but since you asked..."

"You are unbearable. I'm sitting somewhere else."

"Have fun finding another seat. The only one left is next to the crazy looking group therapist."

"Just shut your mouth and keep it shut."

"Or what?"

"I'll smack you in your mouth."

"I doubt you could hurt a fly."

"I've hurt several flies. Many, actually."

"Well that isn't dark at all."

"Its not my fault they always fly in through my front door whenever I come home."

"Welcome everyone! I'm glad that you all are here!"