He passed out on the couch with bourbon flowing along the seams. It was an #alcoholiday he never thought necessary. But Jim, he was out cold. In another dimension. Quarantine police received alerts of inactivity and went to go check on him. "Damn. Weed is more my speed."
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Daily Flash Fiction
General FictionThis book is a rolling collection of short flash fictions which I'll be updating daily. Each story will have to incorporate one specific word every day, and that word will be identified with a hashtag in front. Enjoy!
