*yawn*

Taking a break from writing, and managed to get two beta reads down, and tweak my secret santa a bit more. I think the poor recipient is gonna hate me.

line I liked from the Sekrit Santa

The material of her skirt brushes against nylon, whispering, and he inhales the fresh cucumber of her perfume. She is clinging to youth already, desperate, trying to smell green.


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