Juliana | Wren
"Good evening, spaceling. To what do I owe the pleasure of this phone call?"
"Oh shut it with that posh garbage. I'm calling to tell you that I won't be able to come to the therapy session today. I have an exam today that's gonna take up a three hour block. Dr. Washington said that she still wants you to come in."
"Oh great. Leaving me to suffer through the session alone? How will I survive?"
"You're wild. Anyways, I've got some last minute cramming to do so I'll talk to you later."
"You're still coming to my place tonight, right?"
"Yep. See you then."
"Bye, spaceling."
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The Insomniac Club | ✓
Short StoryIn which two people join an insomniac club and end up finding that the cure for their insomnia is each other.
