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Cindy's got plans for Friday night: get shitfaced at Murph's, maybe hook up with someone (or kick them in the dick—dealer's choice), and absolutely NOT play babysitter to her traumatized houseguest.
Except Isaiah has other ideas. He's been trapped in that apartment for three weeks, slowly losing his mind, and he's desperate to exist in the world again.
Part 3 next month will (probably) conclude this story! Cindy has gotten under my skin in ways I didn't expect. I love writing her. Can't wait to read what you think! 💖