One Woman Army
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She's not Nate, She's not Nora, and there is NO way that's her kid....Waking up over 200 years in the future, post-nuclear war? Just a different Hell than she expected it would be.
NOT a reader insert or generic Sole-Survivor. Basically my current method of therapy...
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