Drowning In Shadows
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Last published Fri, Jan 25, 2019
"Are you okay? You know, after what that guy said back there?"
The smile that was previously on my face vanishes and I tense up. Of course I'm not fucking okay with what he said! That shit is private!
I don't know what I want to do more; interrogate him to find out how the fuck he knows all that shit or kill the motherfucker.
Suppose I could do both.
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