I've got like seven assignments due between today and the end of next week and I haven't started any of them. So, busy.
Also this story has become creepily realistic with the coronavirus and all, maybe I'm secretly a fortune teller.
Toodles,
Huamn, OUT.
YOU ARE READING
Amidst the smoke
Science FictionRiley sighed as she spray painted an X on her front door, or what was left of it. "What about Jay?" Riley squeezed her little brother's hand and carefully tightened the mask around his face. "Jamie's gone, Bear. Now we have to be gone to, yeah? But...
