Chapter 2: Dehydration and Dead Dogs

”Nefertiti…?” The man asked clearly confused. ”Why are you trying to go? The party’s in here!!” And with that, I was uncontrollably sobbing. I just wanted to go home, and I was willing to do anything to do so.  The man inevitably noticed my crying and offered me my gift, which just so happened toContinue reading “Chapter 2: Dehydration and Dead Dogs”

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